[Intro]
None before me, none to come
I'm one of one, there's only one of me
They don't make n***as like me any more
Boldy Blocks, ConCreatures 227
There's only one of me (Yup)
It's a million of them, but there's only one of me

[Verse 1]
It's Bold Blizzles posted on McNichols
Totin' that four-nickel with my homie J Pizzle
On the boards make it sizzle, blew out the van
Ten bands now the rolodex rollin' off the skittle
You can taste the rainbow, but don't get offended
When your bitches run up on me like, "Boldy, you that n***a"
And all of 'em bad, askin' for autographs
Some want 'em on they ass, some want 'em on they titties
Probably want me to smash but I ain't fuckin' with 'em
'Cause they know I got the bag, go fuck with them other n***as
When I was down bad, on the come-up tryna get it
Broke as a joke, hoes didn't pay me no attention
Looked and talked down on me, I wasn't trippin'
Now I'm on, what you want? 'Cause I'm still that same n***a
From the drug zone, with them same 7-6s
From the catcher's mit, reppin' that dirty glove, Murder Mitten
[Chorus]
Pure Michigan-bred straight from the D
It's a million of them and one of me
You could never be him, you just a wannabe
It's a million of them and one of me
They be gettin' it in, I really run the streets
It's a million of them and one of me
Pure Michigan-bred straight from the D
It's a million of them but there's only one of me

[Verse 2]
I drop ass, count cash, and pop MACs out stash boxes
Pumpin' like some Reeboks, my ConCreatures be black-toppin'
When feds run up in the trap spot 'cause black had a [?] 'bout slap boxin'
On the service drive, it ain't nothin' but crack houses
Dope fiends got them dope screen, meal slots, jackpottin'
Movin' bundles of raw, Utah Jazz Stockton
Droppin' dimes, reelin' 'em in, tackleboxin'
Got 'em on my line, listenin' in, tappin' my shit
I know you heard me but my attorney be Matlockin'
That's why I'm black Glockin', ridin' dirty, back blockin'
Since the halls of Cooley, Call of Duty: Black Ops
Had big guns and some crisp ones, flyer than Baxter Stockman
Chiefin' secret of the ooze, I was snatch boxin'
Skipped tenth grade to get paid, I ain't have n option
Other than trap hoppin', drop top rag toppin'
Pulling down that black stocking, poppin' up with that MAC choppin'
[Chorus]
Pure Michigan-bred straight from the D
It's a million of them and one of me
You could never be him, you just a wannabe
It's a million of them and one of me
They be gettin' it in, I really run the streets
It's a million of them and one of me
Pure Michigan-bred straight from the D
It's a million of them but there's only one of me

[Outro]
There's only one of me