The One

[Hook]

One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It’s the loneliest number since the number one

[Verse 1]

It’s lonely at the top, that ain’t about to make me stop
You ain’t riding with me girl you was just a pit stop
Zoom right past yo ass on this music impasse
Pray to God that Duck gon’ flop when he drop
Hate to break it to you but this shit’s a classic
Only thing we gotta do is get it out to the masses
When the labels coming to the table with appraisals and the fables
Tell em fuck off cause I got a master’s
Dreams is huge for this independent nigga
So don’t get it confused I’m a need 7 figures
Keeping all my publishing, merch and touring
Ya’ll be lucky if ya’ll handle my marketing
But it’s back to business to all the girls that doubted
13 tracks of heat, Yo you hear the talent
Shedding tears by the gallon, extra dressing on your salad
Cause your malice is invalid from a-hating on these ballads

Only cared about yourself, all you need is yourself
And you know it ain’t shit for me to find someone else
Now I ain’t gotta be stealth, that I gotta a little wealth
Big D’s in your mouth is bad for your health

(Repeat)

So cue the violins, this shit is over
Don’t worry girl you got full disclosure
Lookin over your shoulders, don’t lose composure
Everything is good long as you stay sober
Just know if you ever get beside yourself
We got the cards that make you wanna kill yourself
But it’s understood, that we all good
And like Ye said I wish a nigga would

[Hook]

[Verse 1]

It’s lonely at the top, but I asked for it
Rest of you fuck ass niggas ain’t built for it
I’m the chosen one, God’s son
CD quality while you niggas torrents
You say you from the streets, but you from Torrance
You ain’t even Japanese what you doing there for
Nigga my background, middle-class Naptown
But my Niggas Ain’t Playing so don’t come for us
We had yo steady on all fours
But her bush was too heavy and she needed deforest
So we drilled in her mouth, then we kicked her ass out
Bitch got a free Uber that's all she good for
Yo I clicked on yo track, that shit’s horrid
You been doing this 10 years, put that shit in storage
Only two years in but I’m lightyears ahead
I’m sorry my nigga but it’s over for you

Some really got it and some really don’t
Some truly understand and some never won’t
Boy you don’t stand a chance when you go against the man
Mind as well load the chamber and put one in your dome

(Repeat)

We all dream, we gotta start somewhere
You don’t put the work in, so you can’t say it’s unfair
While you go compare, on Instagram
I’m preparing my chair to be a billionaire
If you S-T-F-U you might learn something
Maybe I’m a just school you on the third something
Yo, I’m steady dropping knowledge like I run a damn college
No wonder from you niggas I don’t need nothing

[Hook]

[Outro: Maliah Davis]

Psalm 23