I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
My soul is not yours
This is not Mortal Kombat
I'm sick like disease
Soon as I'm making contact
I'm slick like the breeze
I spend chips when I need
Give a f*ck bout you want
Less you can get what I need yeah
Since I quit smoking weed
Better be them dabs and them carts
Get yo bitch away from me
Cause she's stabbing at my heart
And we don't need all that drama in here
All I'm worried about is motherf*cking
Commas in here
Yeah
In the colosseum with a sangria
Let machines control the streams
Like the matrix
Took so much hard work just to stand here
So why you young boys
Always on that hate shit
Yeah iron pressed the apron
Serve it up it's dinner time
Come and get your plate bitch
End the celebrations for the fake shit
Here to break the mold ONE9ONE
And it's gang bitch
We fall down
Blowin smoke in the room
I swear we're up now
Throw your hands in the air I swear
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
Independent represented
Member grandma had that Chevy
Never tucked my chain
Bih Buddha man gon bless me
A team 18 plus
She wanna know God like atheist
Off angel dust bih can't be trusted
Call me Marshawn
I'm grabbing on my nuts
Little bit of Hennessy in my cup
Hennessey in my phone
Never trust no bitch
Cut her off like provolone yea yea
I'm ballin' she's callin'
6 shots done got her fallin'
Can't fake this life we rollin' we rollin' yea
I'm ballin' she's callin'
6 shots done got her fallin'
Can't fake this life we rollin' we rollin' yea
We fall down
Blowin smoke in the room
I swear we're up now
Throw your hands in the air I swear
I could never let em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
I could never let em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
Never Close Video (MV)
Performed By: ONE9ONE
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Andre Blouin, Darryl Oneal, Richard Stephens, Ryan Underwood, Thomas McMullen
ONE9ONE - Never Close Lyrics
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English
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
My soul is not yours
This is not Mortal Kombat
I'm sick like disease
Soon as I'm making contact
I'm slick like the breeze
I spend chips when I need
Give a f*ck bout you want
Less you can get what I need yeah
Since I quit smoking weed
Better be them dabs and them carts
Get yo bitch away from me
Cause she's stabbing at my heart
And we don't need all that drama in here
All I'm worried about is motherf*cking
Commas in here
Yeah
In the colosseum with a sangria
Let machines control the streams
Like the matrix
Took so much hard work just to stand here
So why you young boys
Always on that hate shit
Yeah iron pressed the apron
Serve it up it's dinner time
Come and get your plate bitch
End the celebrations for the fake shit
Here to break the mold ONE9ONE
And it's gang bitch
We fall down
Blowin smoke in the room
I swear we're up now
Throw your hands in the air I swear
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
Independent represented
Member grandma had that Chevy
Never tucked my chain
Bih Buddha man gon bless me
A team 18 plus
She wanna know God like atheist
Off angel dust bih can't be trusted
Call me Marshawn
I'm grabbing on my nuts
Little bit of Hennessy in my cup
Hennessey in my phone
Never trust no bitch
Cut her off like provolone yea yea
I'm ballin' she's callin'
6 shots done got her fallin'
Can't fake this life we rollin' we rollin' yea
I'm ballin' she's callin'
6 shots done got her fallin'
Can't fake this life we rollin' we rollin' yea
We fall down
Blowin smoke in the room
I swear we're up now
Throw your hands in the air I swear
I could never let em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
I could never let em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
My soul is not yours
This is not Mortal Kombat
I'm sick like disease
Soon as I'm making contact
I'm slick like the breeze
I spend chips when I need
Give a f*ck bout you want
Less you can get what I need yeah
Since I quit smoking weed
Better be them dabs and them carts
Get yo bitch away from me
Cause she's stabbing at my heart
And we don't need all that drama in here
All I'm worried about is motherf*cking
Commas in here
Yeah
In the colosseum with a sangria
Let machines control the streams
Like the matrix
Took so much hard work just to stand here
So why you young boys
Always on that hate shit
Yeah iron pressed the apron
Serve it up it's dinner time
Come and get your plate bitch
End the celebrations for the fake shit
Here to break the mold ONE9ONE
And it's gang bitch
We fall down
Blowin smoke in the room
I swear we're up now
Throw your hands in the air I swear
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
I could never let 'em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
Independent represented
Member grandma had that Chevy
Never tucked my chain
Bih Buddha man gon bless me
A team 18 plus
She wanna know God like atheist
Off angel dust bih can't be trusted
Call me Marshawn
I'm grabbing on my nuts
Little bit of Hennessy in my cup
Hennessey in my phone
Never trust no bitch
Cut her off like provolone yea yea
I'm ballin' she's callin'
6 shots done got her fallin'
Can't fake this life we rollin' we rollin' yea
I'm ballin' she's callin'
6 shots done got her fallin'
Can't fake this life we rollin' we rollin' yea
We fall down
Blowin smoke in the room
I swear we're up now
Throw your hands in the air I swear
I could never let em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
I could never let em get close to me
F*ckers tryna take my soul away aye
From the bottom where it has to be
Falling from the reigns of society aye
Writer: Andre Blouin, Darryl Oneal, Richard Stephens, Ryan Underwood, Thomas McMullen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid