One 2 Many 3 Times

They call me the GOAT but I'm the wolf that's coming to feast
You cant get a grip of the trends just like the game was greased (nope)
I got the game in a headlock so everybody at ease (chill)
I got one two many record labels telling me please (aye)

I put down the pen
I know you want me like Uncle Sam
Said it once and ill say it again
I want the profits but no suppressed

200k, still not impressed
500k, is coming next
I'm hitting the ceiling
Without even dealing
I'm making a killing
While making them checks (yuh)

One, two, many three times imma hit the top (top)
One, two, many three times you gone see me pop (pop)
One, two, many three times imma take they slot (slot)
One, two, many three times you gone see them flop

Just watch them drop
Just like flies they fly don't bite (nope)
Avoiding the left cause I know that I'm right
If I turn the lights off imma still shine bright
Ain't feeling right so I'm taking flight (gone)
I'm color blind all I see is green lights (aye)

I'm putting a hundred
They say that I'm coming
I'm reaching the summit
And first in line (aye)

I'm first in line
Get this right I'm first this time
I turned Alfa, now I lead the pack
So all the fake rappers move your ass to the back (back)

Get yo ass to the back
If you opt out I won't attack
Think this clearly, I wont fall back
Once I spit a diss it won't retract (nope)

One, two, many three times imma hit the top (top)
One, two, many three times you gone see me pop (pop)
One, two, many three times imma take they slot (slot)
One, two, many three times you gone see them flop

For far too long
I was in the dark just picking at a bone
I was weak, dead and starving always looking for the throne
Now I'm eating on a plaque with a filet minion (haha)

Got a question? Let me answer that
Who do I trust, I trust my back
Who do I love, I love my plaques
Who do I chase, I chase them racks (yeah)

I never catch me on E (nah)
I stay fueled up, 93 bitch please (gone)
How to get the streams you could say I got the keys
Just always be at ease and follow your dreams

Graduated but I said "fuck that"
Miami Dade you could suck my dick
This degree you could have it back
A nine to five don't fucking pay (nah)

Didn't dare by pay
I got a email with graduation day
I had to tell my mom, man I had to be brave
That I wasn't gonna be a slave no, no way

Sorry mom but I can't do that
You know I fell in love with rap
Sorry man but I can't go back
You know I fell in love with tracks (aye)

Man I love to snap
Priceless chills, yeah running down my back
If you tell me hit a verse, I'll put you on the map
If I lend you out a shirt, bitch I want that shit back

If I hand you the baton, please finish the lap
If I say I want a bite, don't give me the scraps
If I throw you some bread, don't act like a brat
If I put you on a feature, please know how to act

Just know how to go and know how to flow
If you can't do it ill row my own boat
My last album, I did it alone
I started with bricks now I got me a home

I got a Cuban link that got two tone
Got some cheese not provolone
Got some deals up in my phone
When they call they hear the dial tone



Credits
Writer(s): Franco Zelaya
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