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