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Basti
Basti
Songwriter
Linkz Boogz
Linkz Boogz
Songwriter

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One way, going up one way One way, one way, one way Throw shade but it's still one way Throw shade, throw shade, one way One way, going up one way One way, one way, one way Throw shade but it's still one way Throw shade, throw shade, one way It's two sides to every story, just one way to glory I hold the bag, victory You hug your wife but it's not the same trophy I double up the grind pivoted on both feet Work hard, hit 'em with the no sleep Then throw pain, hit 'em with the squad, gang is so deep All my people on the same page One way to the top, that's all day, all day She say I should get a portrait for my fly traits Purple pearl for the 7 line that's on base Do my damn thing, never fold, I don't fade Low key there's no case even if I show face They underestimate but my flow base type From the bottom up cause there's only one way Your two cents sound like it's only loose change So I rise like sun, early bird, I sun bathe It's the prime stage, it means I don't play They throw hate but they fake so that's light weight I'm Jay when he sold crack before the Roc days I'm Ye without the red hat, when he was Kanye I'm really Bast a.k.a. The Spade A.k.a. make way for the great one, one way I touch the pot now it's bubbling well I'm spitting heat like it's coming from hell My styles too big for a XXL I'll give you something to sell but don't force the issue You start a war with this star, may the force be with you I ain't easily impressed, fuck who took a portrait with you The fact is Linkz is so official How I got this nice? Just mad practice From hot summers to cold winters where we had to rock the fat jackets I know they fake like some bad actors All I see is mad rappers on the gram and they ass backwards And I don't ever wanna be like that I make music cause I feel like that Plus i'm nice when I have to flip the beat like that I talk facts when I speak my raps And you ain't stopping a thing so fall back and watch a champion win I wear my champion ring, the crowd screams now you can't hear a thing I smoke baseball bats to the face, at home base And get your data erased, leave no trace Now that's a cold case Get you some rectangle papers with triangles There's no squares at the round table Keep it moving, baby keep that ass moving I ain't throwing these dollars for nothing So you better start shaking something These dudes better start paying some respect 'fore we have to start taking something You know where we headed There's only one way Queens!
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