One Way

Shad fell off, how the fuck you figure
I ain't talking too much, now they calling me different
Take both feet and I stand on that scale
Weighing it up like I'm watching my fitness
Most of the time be bullshit
Barely on twitter and ion be watching my mentions
Got this lil dude baby momma inside of my kitchen
She barefoot washing the dishes
I hear something cocking my pistol
My niggas my dawgs
He say that its beef and I feel that its smoke
Imma blitz em
I realized these bitches ain't talking bout shit
So when she run her mouth, I don't listen
And swear to god all of that rara shit
Gon get yo ass kidnapped and missing
I be mad as a bitch and I got a short fuse
So I just gotta sit back and listen
And I ain't even had me no time
I just had me a goal and a plan
I ain't have no assistance
And no ain't no getting no sleep when you getting this shit
Swear your grind gotta come with persistence
I lay all that shit on the table
And put all my eggs in a basket
Just know imma risk it, uh
Woke up like nigga you tripping
You gotta start flexing like one day
Crash out, swear I could never
Just stay in your lane
And you better know if it's a one way
Nigga thought that I was playing
Talk fuck shit Sunday, his momma was crying on Monday
Imma pop out at the funeral, he wasn't important
His shit only had like one page, uh
Nigga I don't even wanna sell it
This pack I just bussed too lovely
She keep tryna touch dick
Tryna rush to the car, man I'm knowing this bitch wanna fuck me
Swear like all of the bitches tryna fuck yvngshad
Need to change my last name McLovin
Late night cleaning my Glock, tryna get this bitch right
Can't let this lil bitch get dusty

Let this lil bitch get rusty, uh
Knowing yvngshad, man knowing these bitches tryna fuck me
Hey, uh



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Writer(s): Roshad Reid
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