Kid Abyss - 1-2-3 Times lyrics

[Verse 1] One time For the sold souls Grab my Bible Grip the 22 And breathe slow Think twice about my sentences like metaphors Up in Compton hearing shots going back and forth Going back to LA this a hotspot n***as awaiting Grammy nominates on my watch Feeling good this is my time no ticking clock Cus I got all day to show these n***as what I got That's ironic only 15 tracks plus some bonus gifts as a gift of appreciation Feeling light on my feet gravity got me beat To the unknown powerful d** in each faces It's taking all day To be a success hallway Young blood all of that's on the way Stay true to yourself and be a star Does the fortune and the fame Change who you are? Nope [Verse 2] 2 times For the women every rapper writes in they rhymes n***as call them a b**h, its a federal offense When n***as say bad b**h it's a Compliment within Sit yo h*mophobic a** down And make a wish Currently saving spots for that college degree b**h! No disrespect to my girl at home She beautifully independent and can handle her own Type of style Name brand wild Bang Bang Boom Pow Look at her once your whole hair might fall out lol Now ain't that some sh** No wonder baby girl always call me a trip Is it cus I'm on the road doing travel sh**? Or is it cus my hospitality will make you sick Just a bit But anyways She got it all Looking bad as she wanna but don't hurt us all Please? I wish the women were like her And not wearing 5 different rainbow colors in they her Carrying dolce and Gobanna name brand purse Lipstick glossed up hills high like a church Its the fashion of the rich But only take 20 minutes Cus perfections only limited to high holy sinisters And never ever be like yall Escalate and upgrade to the best of all The devil wants to take control of me and she just trying to work with me to be on top Talking charts and stocks n***a she won't stop Being supportive of a n***a Holding on to a n***a Like Janet did PAC But this ain't Poetic Justice Nor Good Kid Mad city Money don't change me nor make me biggy pity pity The God of fear Fear of being broke alone with no options here When I found God is when I came heartless, yea Desperate to find a way with my mama dear Dear Lord can you help us We drippin tears She been in the same apartment for 22 years To long for a woman with two grown kids She not a single mother but still she deserves the rich Not a mansion but a home with a chromed out Benz Deserves 16 years worth of fortune that's blessed money Tell neighbors Kid Abyss hooked you up worth something That's worth something Maybe love and respect for your hard work The Labor, the time, the effort lets see Sacrificing all things For a young kid That didn't know no things I'll die for my number one You told me to love a girl like a beautiful queen that's an easy one Never giving up on this game cus this games for my number one [Verse 3] 3 times For Illuminati Them n***as can do without me But I'll keep it in mind The type of souls that dont break Impossible For the fortune and the fame to cop a new Bugatti Terrorist threats going on and off To set a new alarm warning like Uncle Sam And the spirit man Inside the Holy body replenishes d**h with two d**hs Lock myself in hells surface cus I can't handle got damn pressure Worry bout the real me not the outside texture The pressure Is their worst k**ing all the life n***a talking influenza I'm H1N1 You n***as been one My old is your new one Your sh** is out of style n***a