Lee Drilly - The One

★ intro ★
Lee drilly, grrah, grrah, boom
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Listen, look
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Lee drilly
94gz no gz like these you heard
Jack b's, we jack bigger b's
Drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze

★ chorus ★
When i get on that timing, they be like "you the one"
But if i don't do it, who gon' get it done?
My brothers in jail, they can't see their sons
❲?❳ charges, niggas on the run
Watched my older heads do it, tried to be like them
But as i got older, see could shit was dumb
Never had a job, all i know is drugs
Niggas want my life, so i keep a gun
When i get on that timing, they be like "you the one"
But if i don't do it, who gon' get it done?
My brothers in jail, they can't see their sons
❲?❳ charges, niggas on the run
Watched my older heads do it, tried to be like them
But as i got older, see could shit was dumb
Never had a job, all i know is drugs
Niggas want my life, so i keep a gun

★ verse ★
Drilly gang, we the don's who bigger
Don't got no bread, can't beef with broke niggas
Feel like jail shit gettin' different
Don't got no bail money, start snitching
They like real rap, and who realer
Instead don't give a fuck, who gon' feel it
I ain't a rapper, nigga, i'm a killer
❲?❳ rapper with my drillers
And the life that i live, it ain't easy, please believe me
We was broke, and had no one to feed me, shit was greasy
Make the news, only time we on tv, that means free me
Lil momma give head like a teach me, told her "eat me"
We could fuck but just keep it lowkeyzly, let's get neeky
Remember 2014, we was deeper then
Cross ❲?❳ i done lost all my friends, couple of 'em told, couple of 'em dead
Still hunt 'em in rose, others in the feds
Really rapping what i live, this ain't no pretend
Really❲?❳ that's in my pen, reminiscing bout all the shots that i done sent
Thinking about my brothers, then i start to bend
I be wildin' for whites, that shit came from the heart
Still styling for styles, left the gang snd them scarred
Seen dummy in a casket, start breaking apart
And it's r.i.p. rah, shit breaking my heart
I be trying but death keep making it hard
Put my heart in this shit, ain't no faking my bars
So if you talk on the gang, you ain't making it far
.45 take you out like a date but with god
And they all know my body, make opps disappear
If he mention the gang, then we dropping 'em there
If it's up then it's up, i'ma flock anywhere
If i run into ❲?❳ ima pop in the air
Don't talk about, shh, but it's cops in the air
If we get money, can't rock what we wear
If we get money, there some rocks over there
I'ma make it to the top, like mama i swear

★ chorus ★
When i get on that timing, they be like "you the one"
But if i don't do it, who gon' get it done?
My brothers in jail, they can't see their sons
❲?❳ charges, niggas on the run
Watched my older heads do it, tried to be like them
But as i got older, see could shit was dumb
Never had a job, all i know is drugs
Niggas want my life, so i keep a gun
When i get on that timing, they be like "you the one"
But if i don't do it, who gon' get it done?
My brothers in jail, they can't see their sons
❲?❳ charges, niggas on the run
Watched my older heads do it, tried to be like them
But as i got older, see could shit was dumb
Never had a job, all i know is drugs
Niggas want my life, so i keep a gun

★ outro ★
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, lee drilly
Im uppin' my ,9, you heard?
94gz no gz like these you heard
You jack b's, we jack bigger b's
Drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze
Niggas want my life, so i keep a -
Niggas want my life, so i keep a -
Niggas want my life, so i keep a gun