Vin Jay – On One Lyrics

On One – Vin Jay Lyrics

Steady, waiting on the moment, I can say "Goodbye" to flowing, but they

Begging me to stay to, fuck the game up, guess I gotta stay devoted

Let the pain become the motive, load a lyric in the clip and let the flame bust

Now, we rolling with the Glock cocked traveling the onslaught

Coming while the bombs drop damaging every last hater

With they nonstop badgering, I pull up on them hoes hoes

Now, they panicking in a wave and I'm the captain of my crew

They way that I bе living life is just a fantasy to you

Attacking every rappеr, yeah, the cannibal is loose

Little pussy get pummeled this is animal abuse

I've been on one game time got 'em riled up

You ain't seen no-ne like me in a while, love

Yeah, no telling when your time's up

Another loose end tryna tie him up

They know I been on one, sip slow, I'm a mile up

Any zip code, big bro who they dial up

Never mind who declined us

Watch the accolades as they pile up

Tell 'em I been on one

Pressure makes diamonds, I'm bound to get a billi

I ain't talking 'bout Cyrus, y'all ain't hear me coming

Like EVS or Hybrids, the irony of it is I could never be silenced

Jab, jab, slip, overhand right roll pump out the hits and watch 'em all fold

I'm 'bout to change the name to Black Mold, I'ma kill 'em 'fore they seem me

Knock 'em out cold, ain't a killer, but the pen will make 'em weep, though

Opponents all are chocking, they demonstrating deep throat

Rapping like I'm on a fucking ventilator, breathe, bro, never mind the past

In the present, I'm the G-O-A-T, place me with Pac and Shady

Hopsin, Wayne, or anyone who's popping lately cock it, aim

Then who left in my way? It's death and decay

Forgive me for my Devilish ways, but I've been

I've been on one game time got 'em riled up

You ain't seen no-ne like me in a while, love

Yeah, no telling when your time's up

Another loose end tryna tie him up

They know I been on one, sip slow, I'm a mile up

Any zip code, big bro who they dial up

Never mind who declined us

Watch the accolades as they pile up

Tell 'em I been on one

Fuck that, I ain't even close to done I comatose 'em

Hold 'em by the throat, like I'm the chosen one

The skull bludgeoning bone crusher is owed in blood

And known to hold a grudge, like a loaded gun

With a scope and drum taking 'em straight to the grave

Like hush money, you punks gulls or what?

Getting stomped with the Chucks muddy

Your lungs bloodying up in the trunk of the punch buggy

You bums lucky we left you with legs to run from me

Little bitch

(Little bitch)

(Little bitch)