Emilio Rojas - I'm On One Freestyle lyrics

[Emilio Rojas] I walk up in your b**h crib and f** everybody She the only one there and you the only one who cared b**hes got no remorse, unzip me ‘fore I close the door ‘Cause now manipulation's all these skeezes use emotion for The only one I trust is lust and I'm never satisfied ‘Cause nowadays, love is not enough, I'm done I f** with… till she went to film that TV show Ironic, she's on Oxygen, I wish she wasn't breathin' though I thought I loved her but f** it, that smut decieved me though I got flicks and a video I'll sell before you see me broke You know I'm vicious, I'm vindictive and I'm spiteful I'mma watch you die then dance up on your grave like a recital Better I do than you do, we be in the bayou with some voodoo And a little dye with strands of hair and pins that I be stickin' through you No comparison, me to you, I‘m the best Got a lot of sh** on my chest with them bright lights on me I confess, I'm stressed While you're obsessin' with some strippers from Obsessions We be hiding a recession while you tryna buy some resin I'm a blessin', I'm a blessin', I'm a motherf**in' blessin' If I die before my time, you know that kid a livin' legend You say I'm angry but you sappy And I talk a lot of sh** ‘cause sh** talkin' make me happy And I'm living like I'm Castro and you swimmin' to Miami If you got a problem with me, tell you b**h to get at me No laughin' and it's no wonder I'm so f**in' sick I don't crack a smile ‘cause nowadays, all I'm about is biz I never trust a kid who all he f**in' does is grin People hide behind they smiles is how them leeches s** you in If you the king, then I'm the chief, I done my rivals in You can keep the throne, I take the dirt, I'm on some tribal sh** Plus the dirt is closer to my roots And the Roc is desperate, those folks commutin' just to shoot And they runnin' up on you and they got a gun And you know that they smoking your a** In love with the money, it's second to none And you put the dough in the bag From nothin' to somethin', it's got them excited They cover your toe with a tag Your family shoppin' inside of the morgue And they look for your corpse, it's just bad