One Day - Shy Glizzy

You hear that?

That’s called magic right there

Zay Houdini

They say birds of a feather flock together

This shit so beautiful

Just look at it

Young Jefe, holmes!

If it wasn’t for this pain, I wonder where would I be at

If it wasn’t for Zaytoven then it wouldn’t be no trap

Just run and stay on your grind, yeah you know you gotta get that stack

I done been through hell so many times, thank god I bounce right back

Got a lil' bitch, she so fine and she from way out in Quebec

She fuck me every time we hop inside of my Corvette

Say when she hear Young Jefe then that pussy get so wet

She know you guys can’t check, guess that’s why you so impressed

J’s at the door, gotta try and get the good dope

The feds at the door, tell 'em, «Fuck nah, I won’t open»

Got her man in the floor, leanin' out the project door

Big billy ho, I’m the one that all the bad bitches know

Please don’t step on my shoes

Or a nigga might see you on the news

Made a hundred on a coupe

I just blew a hundred on some jewels

Stop checking my moves

Know my mama ain’t raised no fool

She did teach me how to raise that tool

Just in case a nigga hating on you, yeah

All my niggas gon' ball one day

Told 'em we gon' get on some way

And tell them bad bitches, «I need some space»

Only fucking with hoes on Sundays

Only fucking with hoes on Sundays

Gotta keep it real, only know one way

Now we gon' catch him in the field one day

And he better hope and pray that he 'bout the gunplay

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

Bitch, I am from the trap, bitch, used to sell them packs

Yeah, I done got them racks, nah, I don’t know how to act

Who that’s in this?

Got a 'Lac, shooters got them automatics

Like it, I’ma run it back, sorry, I’m just spitting facts

All this money I’m blowin', take a good look what my ho in

Keep the dice rollin', yeah, we gon' keep the night goin'

She ready, she pokin', lemme see you girl do it slow motion

If she choosin', I’m chosen, lil nigga you a loser, stop jokin'

Heard you stunting with your bag, make my niggas rob you

All my bitches they so bad, they look just like models

I’m so high, yeah, yeah, smokin' this gelato

Dope boy, ain’t gotta hide, I feel just like Pablo

All my niggas gon' ball one day

Told 'em we gon' get on some way

And tell them bad bitches I need some space

Only fucking with hoes on Sundays

Only fucking with hoes on Sundays

Gotta keep it real, only know one way

Now we gon' catch him in the field one day

And he better hope and pray that he 'bout the gunplay

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day

All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day