Only One

Diss me, diss me Ooh I think they miss me Kiss me, kiss me Now they wanna kiss me Who dat be Yeah dat be Y'all ain't heard of Jana Ghee I'm only gonna say this once It's my winning season Believe it You ain't gone believe it How I keep achieving white folks credit with no weave in Evolving I feel I'm evolving I know I'm complex nigga don't try come and solve me Deep Conditioning With my oils in I keep it lowkey Please don't let the whores in No offense, I rather chill with my friends Turn up with my friends Leave them fucking randoms at the door Cause I don't fuck with them You know bitches sneaky I'll be damned if someone leak me Heavy My pen is getting heavy Who you know that go this hard that ride in a green chevy Over look me Now they wanna book me Coincidently I'm charging a big fee Cause I know my worth I know my last nigga hurt And if he try to come back I'll hit up his best friend first Yeah I'll hit up his best friend first He'll tell me how you so dumb Then kick his ass to curve Ambition Niggas lack ambition Don't depend on no one to fill in of what you missing Naïve Don't be so naïve You peeped that they don't fuck with you Just let them bitches leave A message These are all a message Everything I spit I write That's automatic leverage Envy, envy Ooh I know they envy How come, how come It's my winning season I'm winning for no reason Yeah No reason For sure