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I'm a one of one nigga, stop putting me last Hop in the v, and I'm pushing it fast Present you that grip, and leave you in past Can't put up a front, cause I come from the back Like Mill you gifted, you gotta rap Still in the field, but I got on a track But don't try to run, cause it sit on my lap You know I'm with b, so I throw up the mac And I need to get the amount in my name I focused on me and they said that I changed I'm lining him up I ain't catching a fade Treat me like a son until I made it rain And I was the nigga they thought was a waste Look what I became They picture me bummy now they in the frame You see I'm a driller this shit in my veins, like Me and you spin, when I spin it's a difference I couldn't move I got mud in my system If he try throwing bullets ima blitz em Tell me to chill but I ain't wanna listen Mill moving wocky he shoot for the bucks Suck on my dick cause I don't give a fuck Don't care what you did you ain't do it enough I keep it a band cause I walk with a drum I'm sipping on 42' And my grave it's already dugg Used to walk opps down now I run it up I could promise them niggas not touching us like They make in a month what I pay for my clothes I smoke on my Za when I'm feeling alone If they get my heart then I'm upping this chrome If they get my Then Ima I'm a one of one nigga, stop putting me last Hop in the v, and I'm pushing it fast Present you that grip, and leave you in past Can't put up a front, cause I come from the back Like Mill you gifted, you gotta rap Still in the field, but I got on a track But don't try to run, cause it sit on my lap You know I'm with b, so I throw up the mac And I need to get the amount in my name I focused on me and they said that I changed I'm lining him up I ain't catching a fade Treat me like a son until I made it rain And I was the nigga they thought was a waste Look what I became They picture me bummy now they in the frame You see I'm a driller this shit in my veins, like