1 Time

Yeah, tryna turn a four and a half to a whole thing Straight outta church, feeling guilty but gettin' it on man Going so hard, it's like I'm us, I got a clone lane (let's go) I ain't a player, I'm just here to coach the whole game The Good Dope Stove, this what they call me It don't matter what you want hoe, as long as you call me I'ma get it to you, meet me of 16 South Follow directions, or you won't see me on 16 South Tryna rob me, they gon' find your ass on 16 South Fuck you was thinkin' about, we don't play this shit in the South I wish that I can sell drugs without a weapon on me (well) But my hommie might be plannin' to pull his weapon on me (well) I know the po-po wanna put us where my ground, where Sandra Ground at This is the world order, it's all a part of they plan, Jack Niggas kill niggas and they're making us do it Even if we ain't tryna go to war, they're talkin' us to it I wish I could come down one time (one time) Without having to say, "Fuck somebody" in my mind (in my mind) I wish I could hit the corner once again (once again) And ain't gotta worry about two plus two fuck one time I'm just out here on my grind I'm just tryna make me some change I'm just out here on my grind Even if I gotta hustle cocaine I'm just out here on my grind Ain't gon' let the jackers murder me, man I'm just out here on my grind If I'm gon' make a wrongin', I'ma burst your friend Yeah, I can't stand my baby mama, I'm like most of you nigga I just don't stick around for that bullshit like most of you nigga Going through it so just your kid can't be close to your nigga Or be like me and had your kids barely knowing a nigga, damn Mad at me 'cause I be fucking your home-girl You must don't know, I know you be fucking your home-girl These bitches ain't shittin', these niggas even worst Smiling in my Facebook, really wanna see me in my worse My aim forward is the realest number in my contact Fuck my call log, I ain't callin' none of y'all back August 9, 2009, y'all know, y'all should have killed me Since I'm still living, I promised the guilty will feel me I already livin' the fantasy, I don't need to dream 1Deep Entertainment, I don't need a team, chill Mrs. Jackie got permits, I was really trying that Thought I was living it up, but I was really dying I think I stress too much All these money but I daydream about death so much (so much) Well, I came in the dough, said it before I never live life with bread, no more She'll be with me that's why you gotta check your hoes She ain't nothing but a bitch, I don't respect y'all hoes Seeing Thomas was my stalker, we ain't courting number nine She was lookin' at my crib, couldn't believe it was mine I wish I could come down one time (one time) Without having to say fuck somebody in my mind (in my mind) I wish I could hit the corner once again (once again) And ain't gotta worry about two plus two fuck one time I'm just out here on my grind I'm just tryna make me some change I'm just out here on my grind Even if I gotta hustle cocaine I'm just out here on my grind Ain't gon' let the jackers murder me, man I'm just out here on my grind If I'm gon' make a wrongin', I'ma burst your friend