Ty Davis - ONE SHOT

I get one shot, if I miss it game over
Can't run now, got to get this damn closure
Before I die with no proof that I was a god
Put it in these lines spit the truth for the realest eyes
Hope they realize who they're fucking with
This the closest thing to the divine that you gon ever get
Pressure rule ya life, I roll that shit up in when in public
Fuck the government and who you coming with
That shit ain't enough, go try something different
Yeah, cuz this for real it's not a dream no more
Homies dropping out, some of 'em in the ground, yeah
Poppin pills, with the bottle or they fiends for smoke
Pushing product now, praying they gon make it out
But for me I can't pray
Got to wake up and go take what I'm owed, I can't wait
I got promises to keep and future mouths to feed
Bitch, Ricky Bobby fuck you mean, the bottoms not for me
I'm aiming for the top, if you ain't with the journey, don't trip
Man these flirty hoes do you dirty bro, don't slip
Need a real one, but these days they're numbered like the items on the bill, uh
Try get a mil or sum and give it to my children
Or redistribute some billions,
Give it to the Ville and go hide off deep in the hills, yeah
In the end we'll see who's still here
Never left, I'm with the same ones that I built with
But now I ain't the same, I ain't the same
Got to leave some behind just to make a way, now I'm fading away
Look
I get one shot, if I miss it game over
Can't run now, got to get this damn closure
Before I die with no proof that I was a god
Put it in these lines spit the truth for the realest eyes
Hope they realize who they're fucking with
This the closest thing to the divine that you gon ever get
Pressure rule ya life, I roll that shit up when in public
Fuck the government and who you coming with
That shit ain't enough, go try something different
Fuck them bitches who never listened to what I had to say
Spiting game, to deaf ears, but I ain't giving shit away no more
I ain't playing to maintain, I came for it all
It's for the pain not for y'all, uh
Walking through hell to find heaven
Not the reverend's, ima get it myself
This so my presence carry essence that you can fuckers feel
December twenty-fifth 2000, God blessed the world
Two millennia later, when the rules of the game are go move and move a little paper
Got this Lucy in my brain and now my view from this spaceship
We on different planes
My existence on some shit that you can't even dream
Fading away
Yeah, yeah I'm fading away
One shot right now
Yeah, yeah it's make or break
I get one shot, if I miss it game over
Can't run now, got to get this damn closure
Before I die with no proof that I was a god
Put it in these lines spit the truth for the realest eyes
Hope they realize who they're fucking with
This the closest thing to the divine that you gon ever get
Pressure rule ya life, I roll that shit up in when in public
Fuck the government and who you coming with
That shit ain't enough, go try something different

Written by:
Tyler Davis

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