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king los - only one of me lyrics

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[hook]
more or less, i’ve evened up the score
man, that’s cool cause they told me “less is more”
i could feel it when i step up in the door
they ain’t never seen no sh-t like this before
it’s a whole bunch of them, it’s only one of these
(only one of these)[x3]
man, it’s a whole bunch of them, it’s only one of me
(only one of me)[x3]

[verse 1]
one of one, i am not the n-gga you can score on
it’s a foreign, b-tches open up my doors wrong
i am not the n-gga you could talk to
not a word though, r2, i’m on turbo
you’re a parody, i’m a parable
and apparently, i am terrible with being regular
upper echelon to my compet-tor
ain’t it cheddar, bruh?
(sheesh)
i mean, f-ck you want me to say?
i was rockin audemars when n-ggas called em piuget
underneath the seat, that’s where my heater stay
off the f-ckin richter what the meter say, need i say?
then i [?], prolly bring a key today
i say the same sh-t a og would say
oh, gee, i say i go to kod and i go doa
[?], like my ‘migos say
people say “i’m the best rapper on the planet, god dammit”
yeah the planet, god dammit
hand it to a n-gga, i be jammin’ god dammit
man, can’t we not stamp it already, before i stomp it out a n-gga
leave his [?]
when homie go there the n-gga take it so far he need his p-ssport
so you can get these foul lines if you ask for it
but what’s a free throw to a n-gga that could hit a half court shot
off the backboard, blindfolded with his back to it
f-ck it, we can get back to it, king

[hook]

one of one, i am not the n-gga she could curve, she’d get burnt
i am not the n-gga he could swerve, he a nerd
i give my b-tch every pretty purse she deserve
she’d serve ya’ll b-tches with the pretty face
itty-bitty waist, and her t-tties straight
take that, take that, like diddy say
all i got is swine for you n-ggas
you ain’t never put a dime in my piggy bank
i’mma need about nine feet, n-gga gimme sp-ce
i see it a different way, live my life and not what n-ggas say
i’m a shooter, you should recognize a true trigger play
calculate the trigonometry then imma get this cake
i’m so gifted i could scribble hieroglyphics, how you missed it
how ridiculous do you have to be to see these n-ggas fake?
(see these n-ggas fake)
an inch of ya kindness and try to make a mile out it, how ’bout it
n-ggas take ya style and try to make another style out it
let me find out, times out, just to get a f-ckin smile out



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