[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
One, two, three, four
I ain’t satisfied with one, two, or three hoes
I need like four for every hour in my day bro
The days get long
But they don’t move unless I say so
I been laying low
They eyes on me until my case closed
And I don’t blame em
Every second that my day go
From the ’40 to the ’04
Never fold
Only thing I’m folding is the file
When the case close
Bet you they know
[Verse 2: Drew Famous]
I feel like Mr. Me Too
Not that I try to copy your style
Just based it solely off that prelude
I make likе kings do
Y’all making like fiends do
Keep on tweaking round mе
And I’m finna get real mean soon
I don’t fuck with nobody
That’s tryna be everyone but themselves
I be like what’s the fucking point
Already got everyone else, for real
I’ma sign, seal, deliver the beat
Fuck letting history repeat
When one of us win, it’s we
I’m a beast
Fuck the shit you heard
Unless it’s coming from me
How you expect em to hold the peace
Holding up a piece
I load the clip and unveil it
Strolling down the street
Muh’ fuckers acting like they know me
But they scared of me
I ain’t never frown in the face of an enemy
See it, when you see me
All cheese, ‘fore I pepper bronie
You ain’t learn your lesson
If you stepping towards me
Like I gotta keep a muh’ fucking weapon on me
[Interlude: Kaleb Mitchell & Drew Famous]
On me
On me
Yeah
On me
One take
On me
And not like when they say it’s one take
On me
And it’s really not one take
On me
But it’s really one take
On me
Yeah
[Verse 2: Kaleb Mitchell]
Never went to prom
But I promised my mom a seat at the Grammys
Cop Rangers for the family
Get auntie outta that Camry
Hard headed since the day I popped outta the womb
So I never listen when ns try to say what I can’t be, tuh
And for those suckers that’s popping off with they two cents
You might have built something
Just don’t forget who the blueprint, dog
What y’all just now doing has been old news
How I went top 10 sitting right in my home room
I’m past that
They be falling harder than the NASDAQ
Two year hiatus and tripled all of my past stats
Google me baby
It ain’t nothing that these rappers finna do with me baby
I provide the wave, so they need me more than they hate me
I got it right now
I’ma pass the torch when I’m 80
Damn that boy going crazy
I’m from the Garden State
So it’s only right that I produce
I got it from this point forward cause y’all have no use
Case closed
One, two, three, four
I ain’t satisfied with one, two, or three hoes
I need like four for every hour in my day bro
The days get long
But they don’t move unless I say so
I been laying low
They eyes on me until my case closed
And I don’t blame em
Every second that my day go
From the ’40 to the ’04
Never fold
Only thing I’m folding is the file
When the case close
Bet you they know
[Verse 2: Drew Famous]
I feel like Mr. Me Too
Not that I try to copy your style
Just based it solely off that prelude
I make likе kings do
Y’all making like fiends do
Keep on tweaking round mе
And I’m finna get real mean soon
I don’t fuck with nobody
That’s tryna be everyone but themselves
I be like what’s the fucking point
Already got everyone else, for real
I’ma sign, seal, deliver the beat
Fuck letting history repeat
When one of us win, it’s we
I’m a beast
Fuck the shit you heard
Unless it’s coming from me
How you expect em to hold the peace
Holding up a piece
I load the clip and unveil it
Strolling down the street
Muh’ fuckers acting like they know me
But they scared of me
I ain’t never frown in the face of an enemy
See it, when you see me
All cheese, ‘fore I pepper bronie
You ain’t learn your lesson
If you stepping towards me
Like I gotta keep a muh’ fucking weapon on me
[Interlude: Kaleb Mitchell & Drew Famous]
On me
On me
Yeah
On me
One take
On me
And not like when they say it’s one take
On me
And it’s really not one take
On me
But it’s really one take
On me
Yeah
[Verse 2: Kaleb Mitchell]
Never went to prom
But I promised my mom a seat at the Grammys
Cop Rangers for the family
Get auntie outta that Camry
Hard headed since the day I popped outta the womb
So I never listen when ns try to say what I can’t be, tuh
And for those suckers that’s popping off with they two cents
You might have built something
Just don’t forget who the blueprint, dog
What y’all just now doing has been old news
How I went top 10 sitting right in my home room
I’m past that
They be falling harder than the NASDAQ
Two year hiatus and tripled all of my past stats
Google me baby
It ain’t nothing that these rappers finna do with me baby
I provide the wave, so they need me more than they hate me
I got it right now
I’ma pass the torch when I’m 80
Damn that boy going crazy
I’m from the Garden State
So it’s only right that I produce
I got it from this point forward cause y’all have no use
Case closed
( Drew Famous )
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