Nenoblaze407 - The One Lyrics

Drake said
Will they ever give me flowers
Man, of course not
They don't wanna have that talk
Cause it's a sore spot
I felt that
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
Dwayne Johnson
I can show you how the rock feel
Word to my pop
Like when the Glock spill
Feed you with the smoke
Like a hot meal
Zero to a hundred
Like some motherf*ckin' Hot Wheels
Counterfeit, boy, you're not real
You a simulation
Bout to have a rude awakening
I follow the light
Yes, now I'm illuminated
Done bein' humble
Let's conversate about who the greatest
In my city, get busy, nigga
See who gon' make it
And who gon' listen
I got more bars than a damn prescription
Not pessimistic about life
I'm filled with optimism
But if I catch him in my sights
I never opt to miss him
Kill him every time
Spittin' fentanyl lines
I'm the truth
When it comes to this rap shit
I ain't got no competition
The masses below average
All the rappers that I hear
Is either trash or they cappin'
And I won't listen to your single
So stop motherf*ckin' askin'
Dedication on a million plus
Fears that I wouldn't make it
Got me pickin' it up
And my patience
I couldn't fake it
Goin' crazy as f*ck
Delegations on complacent
Niggas, is you silly or what
So tell me what you waitin' for
Ain't no door, you make a door
You ain't got no faith
So what the f*ck
Y'all niggas prayin' for
I got the keys to the city
If we talkin' connections
Lock you out to game
Like a landlord servin' evictions
I'm here for the long haul
Nigga runnin' the distance
Must be deaf, nigga
If you ain't come here to listen
I look into my own reflection
And I mirror my vision
And if you slept just for a second
Dawg, you might just miss him
Yeah, if he go missin'
Yeah
You might just
If you envision reality
Without a cause
Then what you vision's
A tragedy and a tragic loss
Heart cold
Niggas callin' me Jack Frost
I popped out up in a white Porsche
Suicide doors
I could get Baker acted
They tried to downplay my flow
Like I was average
I had to maintain my soul
I couldn't fathom
Breakin' down all my flows
To an atom
This is physical
This is tangible, invisible
I didn't have to make that move
But it's the principle
Didn't have to leave that jewel
But I was miserable
All of the subliminals
Had me scrapin' residuals
Don't speak, don't tell
Always true to my word
Reap what you sell
Look at them gettin' nervous
I creep then blood spells
Tellin' em I ain't perfect
Don't no one deserve it
Like I f*ckin' deserve it
I met this girl on the book
She told me, what's up
I tell her back nothin' much
Then she reply that she stuck
I ask, should I pick her up
Then she said, with her luck
I should probably pull up
So I pull up, uh
She get her ass in the car
I tell her, shawty, you're cute
We drivin' back to Winona
I'm thinkin' what we gon' do
Play it cool like a glass of lemonade
Waitin' on the location of her Jeep
Renegade and now we up in the room
And I'm playin' some tunes
Thinkin' damn shawty fine
Thinkin' what we gon' do
Find out she feelin' me too
I get her ass to undress
I know it's our first time meetin'
But I don't see her as less
She tellin' me that she stressed
But she don't know I'm the best
Yeah, she don't know I'm the best
Shit
Dwayne Johnson
I can show you how the rock feel
Word to my pop like when the Glock spill
Feed you with the smoke like a hot meal
Zero to 100 like some motherf*ckin' Hot Wheels
Counterfeit, boy, you're not real
You a simulation bout to have a rude awakening
I follow the light
Yes, now I'm illuminated
Done bein' humble
Let's conversate about who the greatest
In my city, get busy, nigga
See who gon' make it
4-0-7
You know the vibe
You can never put an end to me
Or battle out that pen with me, boy
But I thought y'all niggas knew that already