One Life

Chorus (Tek-nition)

Yo it's one life to live, so if you focusing on funds ice and cribs

It's a gamble so there's one price to bid n***a (yo so why lie)

And those who run trife get bids, through these rough nights the sunlight gets hid n***a (so why try)

Im Tryna get up off these streets, cause if I make it son we all can eat (see that's why I try)

Cause dwelling in this hell gets tough, tryna excel before I self destruct



Verse 1 (Tek-nition)

Its like I'm pulling off a gem, the recognition I put in off the gym

Define me as your dynasty when you're pulling off your brim, salute

I never lay-up cause I'm good from off the rim

Once I get on your nerves, I'ma have you pulling off your skin

My roots is royalty, which can signify my loyalty and being dishonorable can boil me

You feel the need to address me then look up and speak

I ain't the type for diss records over hooks and a beat

And I would never let my stress loose to cook up the streets

Plus I got nieces and my nephews that look up to me

To all my n***as in a trap tryna push to a key

Incarcerated, now them crackers tryna push you to plea, now that's a trap for ya

It may not look as it seems I got ya back brotha

Turn your nightmare to a dream then I'll be back for ya

My shorty look as a queen, how can I pass on her

All that back she puts in them jeans with all that ass on her

Frenchy, my goal is to resuscitate the game

No standard rookie can ever play the same, my art's infinite

Your mark or blemish couldn't fluctuate the stain

If you borrowed my thoughts for a minute I'd suffocate your brain

But then again that's a love and hatred thing

Too over analytical won't sell my soul over grands that's pitiful

It's business and I overstand residual

I know your plan so I don't need no one to hold my hand like I'm in middle school

So I won't swear under your oath or your allegation

So I won't stand to that smoke when you stand to satan

That's my perplexion as an educated learner n***a

Now watch me kill the game premeditated murder n***a



Chorus



Verse 2 (Hex One)

I spit what foes be tryna outdo

But these little pricks below me got a mouthful

They'll tell you switch the flow then try to doubt you, to get this doe

I think of all the pits and falls that I done bounced through

So what the fuck could make you think you know what I'll amount to punks

I seek my own fate, and taking L's is what propels my feet to home plate

I never fell, through severed trails I keep my road straight

And just in case if heaven fails my thesis holds weight in hell

Until my cold state prevails, but before I'm laying deep in a hole

Son I'll be racing through this treasonous globe looking for reasons like

I wonder what a jealous n***a sees in his soul

If he wasn't hating now, he'd probably be achieving his goals

A focused mind, see I'm careful who I hang out with

Cause most the time them n***as ain't 'bout shit, I'm close with mine

If we're broke its fine, but if there's rope then you're supposed to climb

What I wrote's divine, I'm like coke but with doper lines

So if blood is thicker than water, then liquor is hope

Cause sometimes mud is thicker than both, you throwing dirt on me

You turn ya back on ya team, and that shit hurts homie

So what does loyalty mean and what's it worth for me?

Everything n***a, word up, now tell me that wasn't some real shit



Bridge

"I make these, I sell 'em for twenty dollars a piece. I thank god, you know

That I do have a place that I can do my artwork, you know. Um, I guess that's all." (for real)



Verse 3 (Tek-nition)

Life decisions can be so contradicting

I remember wanting my watch to glisten

Cop a whip and stunt while my biological clock is ticking

But time is different I struggle to keep a pot to piss in

Kissing my boss' ass to keep my tabs on this heartless system

N***as from school is on the same ol' shit

Still sticking their dirty dick up in the same ol' bitch

It's a shame but who's to blame I'm on my same ol' tip

Dreams of touring but I remain home sick while mind traveling like

Running in place but never caught up with life

Too light to be black and always been too dark to be white

But I'm different so fuck a pigment what you thought to be right

Is a figment we all fought for these stripes

Blaming the whites for your ignorant asses

When section 8 is your primitive action, living for fashion

Many kicks but have minimal assets (n***a)

There's more to life than living in a scheme

When most you n***a's rims is bigger than your dreams

I'm swimming on to bigger better things cause these Sierra Leone's

Ain't coming with me when they bury these bones, God knows

I don't give a fuck about being the heir to the throne

Long as he spares me in his likeness when he carries me home



Chorus



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