Zaytoven - One Day lyrics
[Intro] You hear that? That's called magic right there Zay Houdini They say birds of a feather flock together This sh** so beautiful Just look at it Young Jefe, holmes! [Verse 1] If it wasn't for this pain, I wonder where would I be at If it wasn't for Zaytoven then it wouldn't be no trap Just run and stay on your grind, yeah you know you gotta get that stack I done been through hell so many times, thank god I bounce right back Got a lil b**h she so fine and she from way out in Quebec She f** me every time we hop inside of my Corvette Say when she hear Young Jefe then that p**y get so wet She know you guys can't check, guess that's why you so impressed J's at the door, gotta try and get the good dope The feds at the door, tell 'em f** nah I won't open Got her man in the floor, leaning off the project door Big billy ho, I'm the one that all the bad b**hes know Please don't step on my shoes Or a n***a might see you on the news Made a hundred on a coupe I just blew a hundred on some j**els Stop checking my moves Know my mama ain't raised no fool She did teach me how to raise that tool Just in case a n***a hating on you, yeah [Chorus] All my n***as gon' ball one day Told 'em we gon' get on some way And tell them bad b**hes I need some space Only f**ing with hoes on Sundays Only f**ing with hoes on Sundays Gotta keep it real, only know one way Now we gon' catch him in the field one day And he better hope and pray that he 'bout the gunplay All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day [Verse 2] b**h I am from the trap b**h used to sell them packs Yeah, I done got them racks Nah, I don't know how to act Who that's in this got a 'Lac Shooters got them automatics Like it, I'ma run it back Sorry I'm just spitting facts All this money I'm blowing Take a good look what my ho in Keep the dice rolling Yeah we gon' keep the night going She ready, she poking Lemme see you girl, do it slow motion If she choosing, I'm chosen Lil n***a you a loser, stop joking Heard you stunting with your bag, make my n***as rob you All my b**hes they so bad, they look just like models I'm so high, yeah, yeah, smoking this gelato Dope boy, ain't gotta hide, I feel just like Pablo [Chorus] All my n***as gon' ball one day Told 'em we gon' get on some way And tell them bad b**hes I need some space Only f**ing with hoes on Sundays Only f**ing with hoes on Sundays Gotta keep it real, only know one way Now we gon' catch him in the field one day And he better hope and pray that he 'bout the gunplay All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day All my n***as gon' ball one day, all my n***as gon' ball one day