One Time

[Hook: Jason Rose]
One time, one time, one time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time, one time, one time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time, one time, one time for your motherfuckin' mind
One time, one time, one time for your motherfuckin' mind

[Verse 1: Jason Rose]
What you lames thought that you had it?
I'm back up in this motherfucker/causing all the havoc
And the commotion/the competition's eroding/like my lungs from this smoking/but I stay focused/doobie lit and I'm going/so raw like no Trojans/on this mic that I'm roasting/like marshmallows/it's that fellow/still gutting and stuffing those cigarillos/just to stay high on my feet like stilettos/you motherfuckers must've never got the memo/I'm bringing Brooklyn to your front door and the threshold/something new and so fresh though/fuck your Balenciaga/Louis V/and your Prada/you're not a man cause you gotta/couple stacks on your wrist/and some jewels on your collar/nah no way/and i'ma keep on repping this all day/I feel it in my soul/aura shining brighter than the finest gold/I'm trying to do what I was told/but things don't always work out when you're trying to reach your goals/all I know is that I can't fold/motherfuck these fables/motherfuck these labels/this is real life/and mom can hardly pay for cable/nothing's stable/they dying over Caine like Abel/it's a shame/with growing age/come growing pains/I done lost way too many homies to this fucking game/it's driving me insane/cause nothing's been the same/ever since that 24th December day/all I see is pouring rain/grey clouds/spelling out your fucking name/what is there to gain/just some money/couple hoes/and a little fame/got me walking circles like a figure eight/smoking eighths/to the face/trying to figure out my place/so I figured I go ape/on these motherfucking tapes/cause I'm tired of dropping classes/and flicking ashes/time to start making classics/I wanna be living lavish/driving Astons/flying all through out the atlas/but they rather see me stretched out like elastic/6 feet down up in the casket/but i'ma make it happen/with this rapping/got a few tricks up my sleeve
And I ain't even into magic

[Interlude: Jason Rose]
Nah, and I ain't even into magic. Hold up. Uh. Keep it rollin'
Look. Uh

[Verse 2: Jason Rose]
Hold your glasses high/yo let's make a toast/we got one life to live/so let's make the most/I'm never going down/even on ski slopes/riding through the city with my folks/repping Beast Coast/yeah that's how it is/every day/every night/I'm just trying to get away/and take flight/they didn't even stand a chance/before I even grabbed the mic/and I've been earned my stripes/ever since I was a tike/with a swag sharper than a knife/I couldn't get my mental right/but now I'm going harder than metal pipes/shout out to all my people living in the after life/this one is for you/pour another brew/and pass the light/they hate you out of spite/when you begin to reach new heights/I learned to use that fuel/to burn these fools/and let my soul ignite/I'm determined that I might/set it straight/blowing haze/that's everyday/it's all the same/so bump this in the Range/when you're switching lanes/let the music take over/young Brooklyn soldier/LPC we on the map/New York City where you at?/I'm off the leash/no holding back/enlightened speech/no bogus raps/spitting healthy bars/call them Granola snacks

[Outro: Jason Rose]
Uh. Yup! Rest in peace King Capital Steez. Haha. Ninety-three 'til infinity...and beyond