You’re The One

[Verse 1 - Phil Ade]
I need someone to come and save me cuz lately my life's been hell
You might could tell but this million dollar smile hides it well
Had a good girl that left me a hefty amount of bills
Ignorin’ 800 numbers every time they hit my cell
I got roaches in my kitchen I go to sleep and get bitten
Had to get rid of my mattress disaster is what I live in
But niggas don’t know the difference they know I can go the distance
But if I do or don’t I know a fuck is what they givin’
So I’m sitting in something tinted me and my white widow
Hit my j’s late at night I’m about to light me up a Leno
Got me lost in my mental
I be stuck in a daze
And my eyes be looking like there’s two cuts in my face
They said I’m stuck in my ways
But I’m be stuck with these problems
They got me walkin’ with a least a dub tucked in my js
Just finished cussin my ex out
And throwin’ my phone
No bitch’ll ever understand
Stan pour the Patron

[Hook]
Grape drank in my cup
Dank dank in my blunt
Girl you know it is
But I'mma tell you what you want
Four four in the morning so I’m done tryna front
Let’s skip this conversation
Baby girl I’m tryna fuck
Tryna fuck tryna fuck
Baby girl I’m tryna uhhh
Tryna fuck tryna fuck
Baby girl I’m tryna uhhh
Four four in the morning so I’m done tryna front
Let’s skip this conversation baby girl I’m tryna fuck

[Verse 2 - Killa Kyleon]
Run it
Sippin on this syrup it’ll take the pain away
Cup in the cup
I swallowed my pride but realized it ain’t the way
The more I try to run from my problems fell like I can’t escape
They like blood hounds on your trail fresh out of prison break
My bitch bitchin’ so now I’m switchin’ to different bitches
But as soon as you fuck
It’s just more emotions from different bitches
Looking for better days but my calendar missing pages
And God have mercy on me I’m sinning and misbehaving
I pray, but need to hit Church
Hopefully I find some time
But I’m so focused on grinding too busy tryna shine
It’s M-O-B you can wine and dine I’m gonna find a dime
Moneys my main and I can’t complain ‘cuz she fine as wine
From my pockets up we congested
I’m on my sinus grind
I’m tryna add to my profit stay away from minus signs
You know them haters hate to see you with something
Like flies to shit as soon as you get something
Yeeeeah

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Phil Ade]
Awww this shit is so fucked up
All this good drink
You still actin’ stuck up?
Oh that’s your best friend?
Okay that all great
Don’t worry she’s in good hands, Allstate
"I got school in the morning" that’s what they all say
If you leave don’t even call
Holla on your fall break
I’m looking for a hook up that’s what we call bait
Back seat 4 a.m. that’s what I call a date
Alotta weight on my shoulders this very moment
Only pussy, money, weed for me releasin’ serotonin
And Patron is like my medicine
What setting that they set us in
Poverty got me fucking with blacks, Thomas Jefferson
Dre said I need to put some more effort in
This game ain’t got too many spots
You thought its leopard skin?
Money make the world spin
That’ll never end
Root of all evil tell my teller
Let the devil in
Yeah
Let the devil in?

[Hook]