One Shot

One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up They ask me how I feel about coming home Spent my whole life on ledge to edge my comfort zone People been patiently waiting on the Struggle song Feds close on my bumper hoping I do something wrong Get to 'em mandatory life, in the pen' life A crime of sin thinking 'bout what I might've been Taking off my throne thrown into a lion's den Now I'm staring down the barrel loaded like a fire pen Goes on my scope, there's a strong breeze Sights pressed tight to my eyes, take a breath and squeeze They looking like I'm gon' fail, first appearance Can't let it get the best of me, knee perseverance You can hear it in my lyrics that the struggle's real Worried 'bout the bills, ain't worried how they fuck they feel Can't fit a fall, hit the ground running It'll be a beautiful sound to hear this four-pound gunning One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up Been playing roulette, one shell in the seven Made a promise, give it hell for my people in heaven They said we get a second chance, tell it to Blake Tell it to Drake, get a pen and then write it to Jake Staying in chaos of the boats sitting close to the grave A lotta killers on my boat try to hold 'em at Bay See my reflection in my kid's eyes like, "Who am I?" Five bricks in the back seat of a Caddy, do or die They said I got a light inside of me, how will I use it? Lost in the dark, follow the spark, don't wanna lose it The Masters in the pen on iron getting the swoll on As I was walking out the gates, he told me, "Struggle, hold on So long, remember where you been if this all go wrong Do it for ones who can't do it, homie go on" I took a leap and hit the ground running Now my barrels smoking speakers bumping, hear the four-pound gunning One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up One shot, aim it well My people on the sidelines yelling, "Give 'em hell!" Bump it right, we buckled up Think I'm gonna quit, now you got me fucked up