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The One
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Hip-Hop
The One was released on May 21, 2021 by Yung Pleit Records as a part of the album The One - Single
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Release DateMay 21, 2021
LabelYung Pleit Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Pleit
Yung Pleit
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elmer Geovanny Pleitez
Elmer Geovanny Pleitez
Songwriter

Lyrics

You making it seem like I wasn't the one
All I did was show you love
But I guess that it wasn't enough
Broke my trust
Now my heart cold
Leaving the crib but I can't leave without you
Stuck in my head like some paper and glue
Chatting and fighting like what we gone do
Thought we was done playing games but you never do
Out in the club don't feel the same no more
Writing these raps so you can feel my pain
Oh lord
We can travel the world and go to the Spain
Mhm
We in the hotel with bottles of champagne
All night
Out in the club don't feel the same no more
Writing these raps so you can feel my pain
Oh lord
We can travel the world and go to the Spain
Mhm
We in the hotel with bottles of champagne
All night
Tell me what it's gone be, hmm mhm
Tell where you wanna meet, tonight
You know it's you i wanna see, let me do you right
Got you Spamming up my phone, we talking all night
Christian Dior she loving it
Wearing my fitted I'm fitting in
She's touching my face while we laying down
Shits is a vibe yeah I'm feeling it
She pour a cup while I'm rolling it
Driving real fast in the foreign whips
If it ain't bout money ignoring it
Like Tatum I'm shooting I'm scoring it
Man down, got me locked up
That's a man down
I gave you my love
But we friends now?
That don't make no sense
So just tell me how
Got me messed up
I'm moving I'm making my bread now
I'm focused on making this cheddar
I'm working on me for the better
I'm working on me for the better
I'm working hard I won't let up
You chasing the bag and you fed up
I'm writing these checks like a letter
You making it seem like I wasn't the one
All I did was show you love
But I guess that it wasn't enough
Broke my trust
Now my heart cold
Leaving the crib but I can't leave without you
Stuck in my head like some paper and glue
Chatting and fighting like what we gone do
Thought we was done playing games but you never do
Out in the club don't feel the same no more
Writing these raps so you can feel my pain
Oh lord
We can travel the world and go to the Spain
Mhm
We in the hotel with bottles of champagne
All night
Written by: Elmer Geovanny Pleitez
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