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I'm a one of one nigga, stop putting me last
Hop in the v, and I'm pushing it fast
Present you that grip, and leave you in past
Can't put up a front, cause I come from the back
Like Mill you gifted, you gotta rap
Still in the field, but I got on a track
But don't try to run, cause it sit on my lap
You know I'm with b, so I throw up the mac
And I need to get the amount in my name
I focused on me and they said that I changed
I'm lining him up I ain't catching a fade
Treat me like a son until I made it rain
And I was the nigga they thought was a waste
Look what I became
They picture me bummy now they in the frame
You see I'm a driller this shit in my veins, like
Me and you spin, when I spin it's a difference
I couldn't move I got mud in my system
If he try throwing bullets ima blitz em
Tell me to chill but I ain't wanna listen
Mill moving wocky he shoot for the bucks
Suck on my dick cause I don't give a fuck
Don't care what you did you ain't do it enough
I keep it a band cause I walk with a drum
I'm sipping on 42'
And my grave it's already dugg
Used to walk opps down now I run it up
I could promise them niggas not touching us like
They make in a month what I pay for my clothes
I smoke on my Za when I'm feeling alone
If they get my heart then I'm upping this chrome
If they get my
Then Ima
I'm a one of one nigga, stop putting me last
Hop in the v, and I'm pushing it fast
Present you that grip, and leave you in past
Can't put up a front, cause I come from the back
Like Mill you gifted, you gotta rap
Still in the field, but I got on a track
But don't try to run, cause it sit on my lap
You know I'm with b, so I throw up the mac
And I need to get the amount in my name
I focused on me and they said that I changed
I'm lining him up I ain't catching a fade
Treat me like a son until I made it rain
And I was the nigga they thought was a waste
Look what I became
They picture me bummy now they in the frame
You see I'm a driller this shit in my veins, like