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One Day
4,938
Hip-Hop/Rap
One Day was released on August 24, 2018 by Get Dough as a part of the album One Day - Single
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Release DateAugust 24, 2018
LabelGet Dough
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jooba Loc
Jooba Loc
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jooba Loc
Jooba Loc
Composer

Lyrics

This is JP Bangz Music
I lost it all, then I got it back
I went to jail, sleepin' on a mat
I came home, sleepin' by the rats
I had roaches, ****, crawlin' up my back
Refrigerator, it had no food
I was tryna pull a 211, put some Pro Tools
When I was feelin' down, I didn't have no one to go to
You done helped me from the start, so ****, I don't owe you
Went from house parties, now I'm sellin' out shows too
Take care my family, I'm doin' what I'm supposed to
I don't care who you is, don't let no one control you
These labels make you slave for some money like the old school
But I ain't trippin', I'm independent with a condo
I love my life, keep a nine on me, Rondo
Run up for these chains, it's a combo
I let my gun talk for me, fuck a convo
Atlantic Ave, Atlantic Ave, I'm head honcho
He dissed the hood, Shaggy killed that boy pronto
And Bam-Bam caught a murder for a congo
Free my ****, I just wonder where the time go
I send greens out to Pooh all the time, bro
If you ain't livin' what you rap, why you lyin' for?
Rappers gettin' they chain snatched like it's fondle
I'ma bully the rap game 'til it's mine, load
One day, I know that I'm gon' be rich
And one day, you could die off this street shit
And one day, the **** that you eat with
Be the same pussy **** that you beef with
One day, I know that I'm gon' be rich
And one day, you could die off this street shit
And one day, the **** that you eat with
Be the same pussy **** that you beef with
I was told never bite the hand that feed you
**** only love you when they broke and they need you
If you livin' off a bitch, bro, I never wanna be you
I looked up to dope boys that was trappin' out the Regal
I walked in the bathroom, seen my granny playin' with needles
They wonder why I'm crazy, my lifestyle made me evil
My whole family don't get along, they talk about they people
Behind each other back, I can't even trust my people
My cousin boyfriend thirty, and she ain't even legal
I told him when I see him, he gon' fly like a eagle
If I ain't got the nine, shit, I tote the Desert Eagle
I'm quick to flock a house like paper soldiers, Beanie Sigel
Everything I do with my gang be illegal
I finally did somethin' right and made it off the bleacher
Now I'm gettin' money like a doctor and a teacher
Matter fact, I'm gettin' more, five bands for the feature
One day, I know that I'm gon' be rich
And one day, you could die off this street shit
And one day, the **** that you eat with
Be the same pussy **** that you beef with
One day, I know that I'm gon' be rich
And one day, you could die off this street shit
And one day, the **** that you eat with
Be the same pussy **** that you beef with
****, in one day, ****
You could be cool with a ****, next day, ****, you a ho
So don't trust these ****
Keep one in the head
Written by: Jooba Loc
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