Chop – I'm On One (Freestyle) Lyrics

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[Intro]
I’m gettin' so throwed
I ain't work this hard since I was 18
Apologize if I say anything I don’t mean
Like what's up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me

And what's up with these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so easy?

[Verse 1]
But I’m feelin' so invincible
My latest got them cavin' in, sorta like them dimples do
Been merkin' tracks since middle school, shit, it’s just the principle
These fuckin' beats be drownin', I surround 'em in inner tube
Save 'em like we in a pew, 30 bar onslaught
Came through and I blocked ya shine, call me Mr. Hard Top
The crib so spacious, give a new meanin' to hard knocks
Based Chop, missionary flow, comin' on top

[Hook]
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older, somebody shoulda told ya
I’m on one
Fuck it, I’m on one
Yeah, I’m on one
Fuck it, I’m on one
I’m wastin' all this money, on all this fuckin' liquor
Prepared to shut it down, makin' sure I never kiss her
Cause I’m on one
Said fuck it I’m on one

[Verse 2]
Fuck her 'til she pigeon toed, no swag, that’s my inner glow
One word and I’m in her clothes, warmer than a winter coat
Hats off for my centerfold, hats on for these bitter hoes
Hit her with that dick, I kill that shit until I hear her croak
Money that’s my mentor though, I feel like I'mma never stop
Killin shit up on the stage, First 48 will riddle cops
So good I can start a shop, I Am Legend, starrin' Chop
Ready cause her head flame, ain’t nothin like Rihanna top
Not everybody born in royalty
But I swear I feel the riches, when enriched in terms of loyalty
I go hard for my niggas, business is a whore to me
I hit it so good, but won’t no money go to war for me
It’s death before dishonor, that’s a mantra you won’t understand
Until I crush ya whole building into fertile land
Nowadays I’m closer to these blacks, like I’m Trump
That’s why I keep raisin this bar that you cannot high jump

[Hook]

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