1 Of 1 (feat. 303 Saints)
Finesse Season baby
(303, 303)
(Mal Finesse, Uh, BK, BX)
(No taking no break I just don't look busy) (Yeah)
(Better check your girl phone you not think she hit me) (Yeah)
(Did it all on my own fuck a 50, 50) (Yeah)
(I got lost in the past told God come and get me) (Yeah)
(God's Runner) (303)
You know me, cannot hate on my run (Nah)
Stay around and see what I become (See what I become)
Did it all for the fun
Bitches got stuck to me cause I am 1 of 1 (Cause I am 1 of 1)
I seen savages all for the love (For the love)
Seen a Saint lose it all for the lust (For the lust)
Brothers turning on me and I did this for ya'll
Make it so hard to trust
Watch for the leeches I ain't recruiting
Niggas really can't do this
So cut the music
Ran it up way too fast so it turned me ruthless
Put in work for my spot so I can not lose it
Can't get attached but she throwing it back
Had to run it back up had to feed all the traps (Uh)
But it's biddies around, can't talk about that (Uh)
Act up; it go scat, scat, scat (Uh, uh, yeah)
T-T-That's why I re-up like a maniac
I go outside and I open up shop
Staying ten steps ahead
Always good off a pack
Shorty be calling my phone
Just hit a touchdown on the block
You know I can not lack
When I pick up, "Let me rub on your back"
So I pulled to the spot
And I pulled on her tracks
Gave her one round
(Huh!)
Had to get up out that
Know you might not believe that I want to stay
Plug calling my phone to re-up on a pack
Always thinking I moved on to the next
With the "same old excuses I had"
She calling me daddy but I'm not her dad
Can't give her my heart it belong to the trap
You know me, cannot hate on my run (Hate on my run)
Stay around and see what I become (See what I become)
Did it all for the fun
Bitches got stuck to me cause I am 1 of 1 (Cause I am 1 of 1)
I seen savages all for the love (For the love)
Seen a Saint lose it all for the lust (For the lust)
Brothers turning on me and I did this for ya'll
Make it so hard to trust (Uh, Uh!)
Watch for the leeches I ain't recruiting (Ain't recruiting)
Niggas really can't do this (So cut it)
So cut the music (Uh)
Ran it up way too fast so it turned me ruthless (Uh, Uh, yeah)
Put in work for my spot so I can not lose it (Uh)
Can't get attached but she throwing it back (Uh)
Had to run it back up had to feed all the traps (Uh)
But it's biddies around, can't talk about that (Uh)
Act up; it go scat, scat, scat (Uh, uh)
I can't give a fuck how I look anymore
I know niggas gon hate on it either way
I don't post what I buy
Fuck them niggas online
Them people ain't keeping up anyways
They'll be right by my side when I elevate
On and off
Yeah that's how this shit gonna go
All this shit on the internet niggas know
It ain't no smoke
And these niggas just making shows
It wasn't no texts on my phone
I was down and you niggas all left me alone
I felt that shit deep in my soul
Never showed it
I'm good at just keeping it low
Young OG nigga, I stay in control
Ten toes down I move with a code, uh
Something that's rare in these lands
But fuck it my heart been cold
It's slow
Ain't nothing gon stop my glo (last year being broke)
No love lost
I'm tryna get rich
To the M-I's
I'm tryna get to it faster than semi's
I got a deadeye
Lot of niggas be Rico
But I ain't Mitch
And I won't switch
If you my dawg
If you my sis, uh
You know me, cannot hate on my run (Hate on my run)
Stay around and see what I become (See what I become)
Did it all for the fun
Bitches got stuck to me cause I am 1 of 1 (Cause I am 1 of 1)
I seen savages all for the love (For the love)
Seen a Saint lose it all for the lust (For the lust)
Brothers turning on me and I did this for ya'll
Make it so hard to trust (So hard to trust)
Watch for the leeches I ain't recruiting
Niggas really can't do this
So cut the music
Ran it up way too fast so it turned me ruthless
Put in work for my spot so I can not lose it
Can't get attached but she throwing it back
Had to run it back up had to feed all the traps
But it's biddies around, can't talk about that
Act up; it go scat, scat, scat
Still Flexing, Still Finessing, uh
(Finesse Season Baby)
(303, 303)
(Mal Finesse, Uh, BK, BX)
(No taking no break I just don't look busy) (Yeah)
(Better check your girl phone you not think she hit me) (Yeah)
(Did it all on my own fuck a 50, 50) (Yeah)
(I got lost in the past told God come and get me) (Yeah)
(God's Runner) (303)
You know me, cannot hate on my run (Nah)
Stay around and see what I become (See what I become)
Did it all for the fun
Bitches got stuck to me cause I am 1 of 1 (Cause I am 1 of 1)
I seen savages all for the love (For the love)
Seen a Saint lose it all for the lust (For the lust)
Brothers turning on me and I did this for ya'll
Make it so hard to trust
Watch for the leeches I ain't recruiting
Niggas really can't do this
So cut the music
Ran it up way too fast so it turned me ruthless
Put in work for my spot so I can not lose it
Can't get attached but she throwing it back
Had to run it back up had to feed all the traps (Uh)
But it's biddies around, can't talk about that (Uh)
Act up; it go scat, scat, scat (Uh, uh, yeah)
T-T-That's why I re-up like a maniac
I go outside and I open up shop
Staying ten steps ahead
Always good off a pack
Shorty be calling my phone
Just hit a touchdown on the block
You know I can not lack
When I pick up, "Let me rub on your back"
So I pulled to the spot
And I pulled on her tracks
Gave her one round
(Huh!)
Had to get up out that
Know you might not believe that I want to stay
Plug calling my phone to re-up on a pack
Always thinking I moved on to the next
With the "same old excuses I had"
She calling me daddy but I'm not her dad
Can't give her my heart it belong to the trap
You know me, cannot hate on my run (Hate on my run)
Stay around and see what I become (See what I become)
Did it all for the fun
Bitches got stuck to me cause I am 1 of 1 (Cause I am 1 of 1)
I seen savages all for the love (For the love)
Seen a Saint lose it all for the lust (For the lust)
Brothers turning on me and I did this for ya'll
Make it so hard to trust (Uh, Uh!)
Watch for the leeches I ain't recruiting (Ain't recruiting)
Niggas really can't do this (So cut it)
So cut the music (Uh)
Ran it up way too fast so it turned me ruthless (Uh, Uh, yeah)
Put in work for my spot so I can not lose it (Uh)
Can't get attached but she throwing it back (Uh)
Had to run it back up had to feed all the traps (Uh)
But it's biddies around, can't talk about that (Uh)
Act up; it go scat, scat, scat (Uh, uh)
I can't give a fuck how I look anymore
I know niggas gon hate on it either way
I don't post what I buy
Fuck them niggas online
Them people ain't keeping up anyways
They'll be right by my side when I elevate
On and off
Yeah that's how this shit gonna go
All this shit on the internet niggas know
It ain't no smoke
And these niggas just making shows
It wasn't no texts on my phone
I was down and you niggas all left me alone
I felt that shit deep in my soul
Never showed it
I'm good at just keeping it low
Young OG nigga, I stay in control
Ten toes down I move with a code, uh
Something that's rare in these lands
But fuck it my heart been cold
It's slow
Ain't nothing gon stop my glo (last year being broke)
No love lost
I'm tryna get rich
To the M-I's
I'm tryna get to it faster than semi's
I got a deadeye
Lot of niggas be Rico
But I ain't Mitch
And I won't switch
If you my dawg
If you my sis, uh
You know me, cannot hate on my run (Hate on my run)
Stay around and see what I become (See what I become)
Did it all for the fun
Bitches got stuck to me cause I am 1 of 1 (Cause I am 1 of 1)
I seen savages all for the love (For the love)
Seen a Saint lose it all for the lust (For the lust)
Brothers turning on me and I did this for ya'll
Make it so hard to trust (So hard to trust)
Watch for the leeches I ain't recruiting
Niggas really can't do this
So cut the music
Ran it up way too fast so it turned me ruthless
Put in work for my spot so I can not lose it
Can't get attached but she throwing it back
Had to run it back up had to feed all the traps
But it's biddies around, can't talk about that
Act up; it go scat, scat, scat
Still Flexing, Still Finessing, uh
(Finesse Season Baby)
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Writer(s): Malcolm X. Thompson
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