GioGio - One Day (Intro)

One day at a time
I promised myself to get out of this slump
Pain and the bites, harness my health
Reroute and bring luck to this city
Who's trying to fuck with me?
These clowns wanna see me in cuffs
Burn all my shit, heat me up like Gus
I don't feel no one, not even a touch
Paid my dues, still rich, not speaking 'bout funds
And I'll make it way out from the projects
Whether you want it, I'll lay on the ground
Berettas and Glocks is aimed at the clouds
When rappers with watches more safe in their house
Than yappin' and walking, so spray and go blow
I'll have to be honest or say what I'm 'bout
This my last concert, it's great, take a bow
I wrote "GIOGIO?" and I wrote "Claire"
Was a low blow, man, it ain't fair
Made rebirth, but it's still old me
I don't care no more, better go OD
If I was in a grave, I'd be still top three
Above you lames, you heard this beat?
Love in shame, blurt shit I don't believe
Shove my brain, my mom dropped the kid
Am I gone or Gio's yet to leave?
Oh God, throw debts out the window
How many more I'll have to please?
My bro and dad, woah, that's so sick
Roll off the bed, the floor not even clean
Feel worse I have to win
Go to sleep at four, wake up at five
"What's up with Gio? He looks so tired
Is it 'cause of the deal with Claire, or should I say bargain?"
Should I say fuck it? I don't know man, but that rope looks inviting
One day is the time we'll all be ridin'
One day, one day, one day, ok ok
One day, one day, one day, ok ok
One day, one day, one day, ok ok
One day, one day, one day, one day
There's a fine line between my jokes
I don't know when to push it and pull it slow
So for the whole night you write a song
And it's so nice, it's got it all
A story, the sound, the drums and the soul
And you 'bout to release it on your first album
It's 'bout a girl that you barely know
But she struggles with weight and her dad is gone
Do you do it for the profit? Do you do it for the passion?
Best would be both, but both of us know
That interest and wishin' are often clashin'
Do you do it for the public? Do you do it for yourself?
Well none of your friends gon' listen to this shit
So spit it how you please, you need some help
I turned soft, I once was a beast in a pit that ate all
Got my guns cocked, reload, straight from the hip
You'll never stop these flows
And I race y'all like a NASCAR, you wanna face off?
I'm leatherface with a chainsaw
Better pick up the pace, bro
Off the humble shit, I'll show forgiveness
Lock my hunger, still a no for business
Mock my younger self, I walked the distance
I brought my mother wealth, it warped my vision
Most you white collars could never watch it, so better suck it
Tight office got your feet burnin'
Mic on, it's king Merlin
Pick up the pen, I don't know what to write
Hit me in the head 'til ideas start flyin'
It's me, you and I
Cover the red of these wrists with a bottle of wine
God, I decide, since I sent my face on a post online
And Alex left me, then Gio died
I was like twelve, she told me one day I'll suicide
Changed me forever, this is not another letter
To a lover, I was gettin' way too honest on a camera
To be sittin' in a coffin' at the bottom of my head
I feel it way too close to be closing all these chapters
Forgive me if I go without a warn as a rapper
And my foes choke, it was foretold that Gio would die a legend
When will it happen?

Written by:
Giovanni Vorraro

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