Esco - One Life lyrics

Chorus (Tek-nition) Yo it's one life to live, so if you focusing on funds ice and cribs It's a gamble so there's one price to bid n***a (yo so why lie) And those who run trife get bids, through these rough nights the sunlight gets hid n***a (so why try) Im Tryna get up off these streets, cause if I make it son we all can eat (see that's why I try) Cause dwelling in this hell gets tough, tryna excel before I self destruct Verse 1 (Tek-nition) Its like I'm pulling off a gem, the recognition I put in off the gym Define me as your dynasty when you're pulling off your brim, salute I never lay-up cause I'm good from off the rim Once I get on your nerves, I'ma have you pulling off your skin My roots is royalty, which can signify my loyalty and being dishonorable can boil me You feel the need to address me then look up and speak I ain't the type for diss records over hooks and a beat And I would never let my stress loose to cook up the streets Plus I got nieces and my nephews that look up to me To all my n***as in a trap tryna push to a key Incarcerated, now them crackers tryna push you to plea, now that's a trap for ya It may not look as it seems I got ya back brotha Turn your nightmare to a dream then I'll be back for ya My shorty look as a queen, how can I pa** on her All that back she puts in them jeans with all that a** on her Frenchy, my goal is to resuscitate the game No standard rookie can ever play the same, my art's infinite Your mark or blemish couldn't fluctuate the stain If you borrowed my thoughts for a minute I'd suffocate your brain But then again that's a love and hatred thing Too over an*lytical won't sell my soul over grands that's pitiful It's business and I overstand residual I know your plan so I don't need no one to hold my hand like I'm in middle school So I won't swear under your oath or your allegation So I won't stand to that smoke when you stand to satan That's my perplexion as an educated learner n***a Now watch me k** the game premeditated murder n***a Chorus Verse 2 (Hex One) I spit what foes be tryna outdo But these little pricks below me got a mouthful They'll tell you switch the flow then try to doubt you, to get this doe I think of all the pits and falls that I done bounced through So what the f** could make you think you know what I'll amount to punks I seek my own fate, and taking L's is what propels my feet to home plate I never fell, through severed trails I keep my road straight And just in case if heaven fails my thesis holds weight in hell Until my cold state prevails, but before I'm laying deep in a hole Son I'll be racing through this treasonous globe looking for reasons like I wonder what a jealous n***a sees in his soul If he wasn't hating now, he'd probably be achieving his goals A focused mind, see I'm careful who I hang out with Cause most the time them n***as ain't 'bout sh**, I'm close with mine If we're broke its fine, but if there's rope then you're supposed to climb What I wrote's divine, I'm like coke but with doper lines So if blood is thicker than water, then liquor is hope Cause sometimes mud is thicker than both, you throwing dirt on me You turn ya back on ya team, and that sh** hurts homie So what does loyalty mean and what's it worth for me? Everything n***a, word up, now tell me that wasn't some real sh** Bridge "I make these, I sell 'em for twenty dollars a piece. I thank god, you know That I do have a place that I can do my artwork, you know. Um, I guess that's all." (for real) Verse 3 (Tek-nition) Life decisions can be so contradicting I remember wanting my watch to glisten Cop a whip and stunt while my biological clock is ticking But time is different I struggle to keep a pot to piss in Kissing my boss' a** to keep my tabs on this heartless system n***as from school is on the same ol' sh** Still sticking their dirty dick up in the same ol' b**h It's a shame but who's to blame I'm on my same ol' tip Dreams of touring but I remain home sick while mind traveling like Running in place but never caught up with life Too light to be black and always been too dark to be white But I'm different so f** a pigment what you thought to be right Is a figment we all fought for these stripes Blaming the whites for your ignorant a**es When section 8 is your primitive action, living for fashion Many kicks but have minimal a**ets (n***a) There's more to life than living in a scheme When most you n***a's rims is bigger than your dreams I'm swimming on to bigger better things cause these Sierra Leone's Ain't coming with me when they bury these bones, God knows I don't give a f** about being the heir to the throne Long as he spares me in his likeness when he carries me home Chorus "Recognize the true authentic sound of this"