Wesly - 1 Train lyrics

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Wesly - 1 Train lyrics

[Produced by Lil Nik] [Verse One: Wesly] Wesly Wesly We be packin pistols Speakin spoken riddles Got b**hes on our dick That mean we gettin p**y Finish on that p**y Finish on these n***as Man we k**in n***as We gettin on them n***as k** em with our words k** em with our shots P-Stunna crew Man we goin hard This is thug life This is money life Wesly on this life And you know I'll ride [Verse Two: Prince Baller] Prince Baller PSM on the beat Let's get it Livin in the moment, livin, livin in the life Shootin n***as in the head No reply n***as think we play, n***as, n***as think we soft Holdin guns to the head, withdrawn Always one in the chamber Always loaded n***as come prepared, I think steady Wavin guns at n***as act like they wasn't ready Shootin off at any n***as, at the ready [Verse Three: P-Stunna] Stunna! No slow flow, this ain't 1 Train Get mo' do' when I spit dumb flame Back to the lab again, three years later You quacks on my a**, but I still win paper Tied For First got pushed back once again That's why we did this, so light the kush and grab a pen Take some f**in notes This is fun, crackin jokes Untouchable PS empire took over the game Uncoachable, but approachable Heaven is in our aim Cause we wanna be at the top but we livin in hell You'll never be fresh crops, man yo sh** is stale Now let me be honest I've feared the day Clip makes it without me for the longest But I gotta persevere And I gotta face my fear [Verse Four: Apollo] The verses keep flowin like a drive by So much syrup, people always stayin high-high Little codeine, little Sprite, take a couple sips then you fly Me and the crew be like sippin and trippin and dippin and rippin until all the hoes clothes be rippin Now we steppin up to the plate Ready to create A whole new generation of rap mu-saic That'll blow you out of space like Atlantic Discover a whole new race and new planets Thanks to the syrup your plants need replanting So plan it again with a pad and a pen and a Mac-11, doo doo, dead [Verse Five: Tha Clip] Lately n***as got me stressin I'm awfully dismissive when they write, don't care about much but me, like I'm narcissistic The radio got me feeling I'm without competition Like when I'm done with school, I'll be at the top of the business And I am not being ignorant Just being honest Cause when I spit some rhymes, I be leaving faces looking astonished Like, "the lightskin can rap, now that's just the oddest thing I've ever seen, he spittin like he got the chronic" Don't judge a book by it's cover, cause I ain't really a novice Cause you don't get what you see most of the time and that's a promise When I started I was probably the farthest thing from flawless But now I'm on that 1 Train, as if my first name was Thomas As you can probably see, my modesty is burstin through my seams Though it may seem I'm co*ky, it ain't the same thing As all my confidence, I'm confident in my ability To stay on top of this, I'm obviously making sure that I can see All of my problems in this Cause this is all me, no Drake, 2 Chainz, or Big Sean for this Hop off my D You gon see, it's my time for this Man I ain't got time for this Who's the next MC, Guru show them what spot we in [Verse Six: Golden Guru] Apollo said these n***as dead I'm bout to put them in a motherf**ing chopped up bed I'm bout to say You're bout to hear what I got to say What I f**ing said I'm bout to spray the f**ing K These n***as puffin on that hay I'm bout to blow I'm bout to blow I'm ready to go I'm switching flows These n***as know How I flow With the golden fro It stay so puffed up These girls wanna s** nuts They know what's up I'm chilling in the f**ing cut I'm stuck I'm stuck I don't give a f** and bout to double up on my styrofoam cups Sippin on them Jolly Ranchers n***as know we f**ing lanterns Driving around in the foreign cars like Dave Snanzer I don't know what I'm saying I'm just spitting for the fun of this sh** like Saiyan Switching, bout to go 8 like Gohan I'm goin hard These n***as wanna know, I'm switching flows like go-hards Whoa Man shouts out to...I don't even know