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young jay - one thing lyrics

–1st verse–

one thing you should know bout me
man i’m all about my money
please don’t play wit my cheese
a n-gga used to sell heavy
i can get you some keys
i done hustled in the jungle
there ain’t sh-t i ain’t seen
all these scars across my body
tell the stories i live
man, i’m mad at everybody
they done k!lled the bro rich
cops don’t give us any justice
man they don’t give a sh-t
but, if i k!ll yo son or daughter
man i bet you gon flip
f-ck
you f-ck n-ggas; i never could trust n-ggas
i’m really by my lonely
i’m ducked in the cut n-gga
y’all be always on my tip
man i promise you sus; n-ggas
if n0body sniping back
then i’m really the one n-gga
everybody in yo city
be saying they f-ck wit me
dino’s last to catch the wave
but, it’s cool i don’t f-ck wit em
got that business state of mind
all my music be going in it
paint a picture wit my lyrics
you getting mad cuz we winning

(switch flows)

eat mumble rappers for dinner
this really just been a scrimmage
i never ain’t had any limits
i block the sh-t that you sending
the price you making; i stretch it
you broke and fake but you flexing
it’s 97; i’m reppin
and f-ck whoever gon test it
uh

(x2)
got the drama logo tatted on my flesh b-tch

the sh-t you flossing probably make
yo f-ckin neck itch

imma legend; soon to be; a n-gga reckless

the cloud coming;
couple carrots on my necklace

–hook–

(x2)
one thing you should know bout me
man i’m all about my bread-o
please don’t play wit my cheese
don’t be talking bout you see me
there ain’t sh-t to be seen
you can’t look into
my eyes
and say you know who you see
look

–2nd verse–

you can’t look me in my soul
and say you know who you see
they think i’m talking just to talk
but, ain’t no fake in my speech
spent some time up on my work
the blood and sweat in my seat
the sh-t i got done k!lled so many
what’s so special bout me
i be seeing sh-t that happened
when i fall fast asleep
chose to sell in every corner
then they aimed right for me
n-ggas grazed my f-cking leg
i know what i f-cking seen
y’all ain’t f-cking compet-tion
cancers what i’m gon beat
blood was dripping from my nose
that sh-t was all in my sheets
gotta hide that sh-t from fam
cuz they would cry if they see
sick of lighting all these candles
sick of these
r.i.p.’s
there be times i wanna visit
mickey, rich, and jb
suicidal aspirations
leave me shaking and praying
having pockets f-cking touching
had me trapping; not waiting
now i found a way to get it
they continue to hate it
boy i love it cuz that mean
i’m really in conversations

–hook–

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