One/Slide LyricsHeavy metal on a 5’6 guy
The cannon ain’t the reason he’s a big shot
You know that you are up from what you let slide huh
Spent it on an album, not a wristwatch
Love my momma more than I hate enemies
But you know we keep them slaps like Chris Rock
Starved myself to get fly, fitting extra smalls
You let them embarrass you to be a megastar?
Media addicting us to porno and the rum
Media addicting us to someone else’s funds
I can’t glorify no man but the Son
They want me outside of the club, demonic and dumb
The cannon ain’t thе reason he’s a big shot
You know that you are up from what you lеt slide huh
Hock a loogie full of phlegm at these superficial men
Back outside turnt, living, I was dead
How much bread to heal your existential dread?
I feel like Enoch, I was walking, now I left
They throw flowers at this temporary flesh
I reroute it
This is not the product of a third vowel
1 a.m. prayers, no curfew
Cut corners too much, become a circle
They s-hitted on the lot of us and now they rot
A couple of thoughts can make a Thoth out a thot
Community builder with shrooms in his Gildan
Gun shooting, looting, took the youth out the children
I felt abandoned
To keep it a thousand
What you spent on the jacket
We spend on fabric
When you’re this appointed, there’s no asking
Stop boxing yourself, be everlasting
At the Deli for a chopped cheese and a Snapple
Munching on these rappers like Isis Naija Gaston
Letting them distract me
Yo
The cannon ain’t the reason he’s a big shot, shot!