On One

Only the strong can survive,

Cali is where I reside

Hustlers with flashy rides,

Bitches with big behinds

Vigils, candle lights, artillery oversized

The element of surprise, robberies, homicides

I'm maney I'm mannish, I'm cuttin' up

I'm havin' my dough or should I say pie crust?

I never move slow 'cause I'm always in a rush

You threaten me ho,

I'm gonna have you touched up

You think I won't go my nigga?

Then try your luck

We can go toe-to-toe and bet I fuck you up

I got moulah, chalupa bust your medulla

Never funk with a nigga that got gouda

The everyday attitude of a Bay boy

The wrong side of the bed

I woke up today boy

Will get on your head

And split your toupee boy

You let that bitch

Get in your ear just like an Android

I be on one!

Better do what I say right away

I be on one!

Don't try to get in my way, I ain't playin'

I be on one!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I be on one!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

I be on one!

I be on one my nigga!

All I think about is money, pussy and liquor

Clientele and climbing,

Trying to get ten figures

Try to wipe me out and

I'm gonna get in your business

I say what I say and mean what

I say what I said

When I get a speeding ticket,

Go to class I don't pay it

I'm a stingy motha fucka

'Bout my chicken and bones

White boy wasted, bowls and bongs

Black boy faded, Backwoods and cones

Heem and vodka, high as a drone

I've been ballin' since a teen,

On the scene, me and my team

Soil living, hot water, cornbread and navy beans

Beverly hillbilly, roosters, horses and goats

Got family in the "The Boot",

Louisiana got kin folks

Bicoastal, not local, shop at Cavalli on Soho

My pistol on split your tamale, G-27-40

I be on one!

Better do what I say right away

I be on one!

Don't try to get in my way, I ain't playin

I be on one!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I be on one!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

I be on one!

2-3-4-5,

Northern California where this hustla resides

Don't say I didn't warn ya,

Hella people done died

Funkin' over corners, niggas losing their lives

This world is small

And it's cold and it's smirkish

Lotta these suckas is bogus,

Losin their mind and their focus

I don't know if you noticed,

I don't know if you noticed

The loudest talkers is always the brokest

Roast you with the toasters,

Leave you stinking like halatosis

Raising the rubble the struggle, gravel, the tar

Where they play with them drums

And pluck you like a guitar

His bitch wanna cuddle,

She tryna get us in trouble

She tryna make us a item,

She want us to be a couple

I be on one!

Better do what I say right away

I be on one!

Don't try to get in my way, I ain't playin

I be on one!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I be on one!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

I be on one!