verse 1
I've been one since day one couldn't eva hate one//we ain't boutta be a friendly neighbor like State Farm//from da Mid East, ain't no peace, gotta napalm//getcha hate on but da line gonna stay drawn//ready for the face off, like I'm nick cage//been schemin up, since 5th grade//now I gotta take a throne n shit upon you mothafuckas//game Pete rose makin hits upon you mothafuckas//in the stu, whippin a track round two//gotta keep it, pushin, know I ain't through//cause I, know, they, sleep, dreamin, bout it//but I gotta take a charge and real. life. shit//yeah, gotta real life shit
cause they head inflate when they feel like it//make em kneel right quick, my elite type shit//popocatepetl spit heat like this//I'm flowin till I'm glowing on my godly shit Imma got damn Boeing//too damn fly I got them bowing, they goin hit snooze ya too damn borin//I say, back in my track like I should//got dog ass bitches go bark for my wood//but I'm too busy tryna herd sheep//tryna be the goat, lead em off, no more sleep//no more countin sheep, when we comin tryna eat//schemin for the feast like we can't pay the lease//please, believe, that we all about the peace//but the famine gettin pinnacle we reachin for the piece//cookin up heat like betty Crocker//ain't no fairy tale but y'all actin like crocker//thinkin it's magic when spittin deez flows//but we the realest y'all keep with ya show
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I been one//I been one//what the fuck yall motherfuckers been on (x2)
there ain't none//there ain't none//there ain't one motherfucker that we can't outrun (x2)
verse 2
honestly I'm getting tired of all these high school parties high school thotties lippin Bacardi //taking one shot got damn she got? one to the head like a shotty//and, all deez, guys, only thinkin about a nut//why their mind gotta be too stuck in da cut they finna hitta self destruct//I'm gone gotta work gotta lay low key//wita pen and a pad we finna gonna see//who really boutta go n live it on top//name a motherfucker that I really can't rock//gotta hand, wita rock//gotta band, take a shot//really go Goliath on ALL you bitches//really go deprive on all y'all riches//boutta break the bank hope ALL y'all snitchin//and homie go quit wit da bitchin//greatness don't come in a night just listen//took a Michelangelo thirty hard years//to go n get a taste homie we ain't near//put this on my heart and soul//that im gonna go to work till the curtain call//lose myself by singing for the moment//when I'm gone homie we gonna own it//we gonna own it//take your pick like a Kodak moment//sounds brands movements art//companies coasts lavish cars//but take those things yeah take those hoes//all this work for a bigger better goal//leave a legacy for my name//everybody gonna know the Sheikhi's one day//im gonna go n get it till my blood runs cold//Finna go n pour it all my heart and soul//dedicate my life what the fuck is you doing//hating on me now but homie who really losing//finding my passion im finding my purpose//you just on Twitter just staying there lurking//staying there chirping wait for my yawp//word to the dead poets got this on lock//I got this on lock//people claim that I got these hoes on my cock//fuck that high school shit I'm done//im aiming for glory by being sumONE//been a couple years haven't dropped one track//but don't yall worry they ain't picking up the slack//sharpened my tools now I'm aiming for your neck//get with the movement pay some respect been ONE
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