Intro
Meditation
First and foremost
I wanna thank everybody that's still rockin' with me
You know what I'm saying
Ay
Good evenin', ladies and gentlemen
I-I-I am the one and only, o.n.b, o.n.b, yeah, yeah
You know it's been a minute since I came and dropped some shit for y'all
So I had to come out with some gangsta shit like this
Ay, ay
Let me spit some shit that'll make a person headbang
Sounds from the south, we've been what we 'bout, what you sayin', man?
This is somethin' that I wanted all my life
And if you ain't 'bout your business, then get the fuck out my life
Hey, I'm gon' shine on these haters, and I'm gon' kill all my foes
I'm gon' ride with my hitters, and we gon' kick down some doors
Your voice talk like you're with it, but we all know that you won't
You be lookin' like asthma, you can't handle the smoke
Watch the work from the monster, I put you down for my pockets
I'm a beast on the verse, just get the hearse and the father
We gon' pray for the enemies and pray for their partners
God, forgive all the people that are still lost in the darkness
I'm a little offended, but a bit more confused
'Cause all these rappers come for me like I ain't tryin' to lose
But I can never get with all the shit that they've been rappin'
Boy, I'm sad, but it's fine, and stop playin' with matches, man
Good evenin', ladies and gentlemen (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
I-I-I am the one and only, o.n.b, o.n.b, yeah
Ay, ay
Every day I make a way, every day I make a play
All these bitches talkin' down, but they found a safe place
What's the word you really tryin' to say, homie?
I got no time for fakery, so take your place, Brody
And this a drop for the top dogs, please don't think it is yours
You ain't got no crew here, so take a seat and take loads
Write down what you need to, you can't do what we do
Nothin' but a crustacean, homie, you're just seafood
Ooh, I might've took it too far
Yo, man, I'm in this place, tryin' to reach for the stars
So fuck the money and the fame and the clothes and the cars
Seein' this is just the intro for the rest of these bars, man
Good evenin', ladies and gentlemen (ay)
I-I-I am the one and only, o.n.b, o.n.b, yeah, yeah
Ay
First and foremost
I wanna thank everybody that's still rockin' with me
You know what I'm saying
Ay
Good evenin', ladies and gentlemen
I-I-I am the one and only, o.n.b, o.n.b, yeah, yeah
You know it's been a minute since I came and dropped some shit for y'all
So I had to come out with some gangsta shit like this
Ay, ay
Let me spit some shit that'll make a person headbang
Sounds from the south, we've been what we 'bout, what you sayin', man?
This is somethin' that I wanted all my life
And if you ain't 'bout your business, then get the fuck out my life
Hey, I'm gon' shine on these haters, and I'm gon' kill all my foes
I'm gon' ride with my hitters, and we gon' kick down some doors
Your voice talk like you're with it, but we all know that you won't
You be lookin' like asthma, you can't handle the smoke
Watch the work from the monster, I put you down for my pockets
I'm a beast on the verse, just get the hearse and the father
We gon' pray for the enemies and pray for their partners
God, forgive all the people that are still lost in the darkness
I'm a little offended, but a bit more confused
'Cause all these rappers come for me like I ain't tryin' to lose
But I can never get with all the shit that they've been rappin'
Boy, I'm sad, but it's fine, and stop playin' with matches, man
Good evenin', ladies and gentlemen (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
I-I-I am the one and only, o.n.b, o.n.b, yeah
Ay, ay
Every day I make a way, every day I make a play
All these bitches talkin' down, but they found a safe place
What's the word you really tryin' to say, homie?
I got no time for fakery, so take your place, Brody
And this a drop for the top dogs, please don't think it is yours
You ain't got no crew here, so take a seat and take loads
Write down what you need to, you can't do what we do
Nothin' but a crustacean, homie, you're just seafood
Ooh, I might've took it too far
Yo, man, I'm in this place, tryin' to reach for the stars
So fuck the money and the fame and the clothes and the cars
Seein' this is just the intro for the rest of these bars, man
Good evenin', ladies and gentlemen (ay)
I-I-I am the one and only, o.n.b, o.n.b, yeah, yeah
Ay
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Buffalohead
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