If imma go, I'm leaving traces
The booth, or name the places
My foot is on their throat
On go
I ain't tryna pace it
Face it, baby
Face it
My haters got more hatred
White boy taking over the music game
Boy, address it
I pay homage to the makers of the blueprint though
I give credit where it's due, and where I picked up a flow
Where I learned to write things down through all the highs and my lows
'Cuz I'm tryna be more great & want a taste 'fore I'm gone
I think I'm slick I be on tip, and I pick like I know plenty
The more I write shit down I get "ick" that I know semi,
Of what it's like to live my full potential - I'm trippin'
Over life & over signs to keep on pushing the vision
I know it's patience mixed with time
Shit, I get it, I get it
The devil working overtime
I tend to let, him I let him
But we gotta grind to shine
I'm tryna pull off in that Lexus
Boy, I ain't even reached my prime and I'm already a menace
Shooting shit like it's tennis
I'm in my mode, so accept it
Who in my throne?
Boy I oppose where it belongs bro I said it
Who on it like I'm on?
When am I wrong?
Give me credit
Bitch, leave me 'lone, leave me 'lone
Won't hesitate to reject it
And I don't like the way you speaking, hoe
I hope you correct it now
Bougie lil' thang, but don't got nun' when you come around
Sound like talking shit, but what I call it is pointing out
'Cuz no one wants the truth when it sits you down
I'll teach you something
Homie, watch me
One of one now
With
Players only
And where you from now?
The
West coast chose me
I'm one of one now
With
Players only
Often I drift into the thought of never being enough
Like it ain't written in the stars already for some months
Y'all had to wait for K Dot and Drake to show you up
'Cuz bars ain't been applied for agendas since I was made in '01
Like what's the motive?
Selected few are focused
If I said I had no doubts it's very likely that I'm joking
My back against the wall earned their respect and did so slowly
Not that I need validation or a hollow trophy
The name is Tony P, or cut the first if you don't know me
I came to shake things up just know the EP almost loaded
A dream is just a dream until you sweat & bleeding for it
Putting in my reps until the rep is up & peak is glowing
The name is Tony P, or cut the first if you don't know me
I came to shake things up just know the EP almost loaded
A dream is just a dream until you sweat & bleeding for it
Putting in my reps until the rep is up & peak is glowing
I'll teach you something
Homie, watch me
One of one now
With
Players only
And where you from now?
The
West coast chose me
I'm one of one now
With
Players only
Tony P - Players Only Lyrics
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If imma go, I'm leaving traces
The booth, or name the places
My foot is on their throat
On go
I ain't tryna pace it
Face it, baby
Face it
My haters got more hatred
White boy taking over the music game
Boy, address it
I pay homage to the makers of the blueprint though
I give credit where it's due, and where I picked up a flow
Where I learned to write things down through all the highs and my lows
'Cuz I'm tryna be more great & want a taste 'fore I'm gone
I think I'm slick I be on tip, and I pick like I know plenty
The more I write shit down I get "ick" that I know semi,
Of what it's like to live my full potential - I'm trippin'
Over life & over signs to keep on pushing the vision
I know it's patience mixed with time
Shit, I get it, I get it
The devil working overtime
I tend to let, him I let him
But we gotta grind to shine
I'm tryna pull off in that Lexus
Boy, I ain't even reached my prime and I'm already a menace
Shooting shit like it's tennis
I'm in my mode, so accept it
Who in my throne?
Boy I oppose where it belongs bro I said it
Who on it like I'm on?
When am I wrong?
Give me credit
Bitch, leave me 'lone, leave me 'lone
Won't hesitate to reject it
And I don't like the way you speaking, hoe
I hope you correct it now
Bougie lil' thang, but don't got nun' when you come around
Sound like talking shit, but what I call it is pointing out
'Cuz no one wants the truth when it sits you down
I'll teach you something
Homie, watch me
One of one now
With
Players only
And where you from now?
The
West coast chose me
I'm one of one now
With
Players only
Often I drift into the thought of never being enough
Like it ain't written in the stars already for some months
Y'all had to wait for K Dot and Drake to show you up
'Cuz bars ain't been applied for agendas since I was made in '01
Like what's the motive?
Selected few are focused
If I said I had no doubts it's very likely that I'm joking
My back against the wall earned their respect and did so slowly
Not that I need validation or a hollow trophy
The name is Tony P, or cut the first if you don't know me
I came to shake things up just know the EP almost loaded
A dream is just a dream until you sweat & bleeding for it
Putting in my reps until the rep is up & peak is glowing
The name is Tony P, or cut the first if you don't know me
I came to shake things up just know the EP almost loaded
A dream is just a dream until you sweat & bleeding for it
Putting in my reps until the rep is up & peak is glowing
I'll teach you something
Homie, watch me
One of one now
With
Players only
And where you from now?
The
West coast chose me
I'm one of one now
With
Players only
The booth, or name the places
My foot is on their throat
On go
I ain't tryna pace it
Face it, baby
Face it
My haters got more hatred
White boy taking over the music game
Boy, address it
I pay homage to the makers of the blueprint though
I give credit where it's due, and where I picked up a flow
Where I learned to write things down through all the highs and my lows
'Cuz I'm tryna be more great & want a taste 'fore I'm gone
I think I'm slick I be on tip, and I pick like I know plenty
The more I write shit down I get "ick" that I know semi,
Of what it's like to live my full potential - I'm trippin'
Over life & over signs to keep on pushing the vision
I know it's patience mixed with time
Shit, I get it, I get it
The devil working overtime
I tend to let, him I let him
But we gotta grind to shine
I'm tryna pull off in that Lexus
Boy, I ain't even reached my prime and I'm already a menace
Shooting shit like it's tennis
I'm in my mode, so accept it
Who in my throne?
Boy I oppose where it belongs bro I said it
Who on it like I'm on?
When am I wrong?
Give me credit
Bitch, leave me 'lone, leave me 'lone
Won't hesitate to reject it
And I don't like the way you speaking, hoe
I hope you correct it now
Bougie lil' thang, but don't got nun' when you come around
Sound like talking shit, but what I call it is pointing out
'Cuz no one wants the truth when it sits you down
I'll teach you something
Homie, watch me
One of one now
With
Players only
And where you from now?
The
West coast chose me
I'm one of one now
With
Players only
Often I drift into the thought of never being enough
Like it ain't written in the stars already for some months
Y'all had to wait for K Dot and Drake to show you up
'Cuz bars ain't been applied for agendas since I was made in '01
Like what's the motive?
Selected few are focused
If I said I had no doubts it's very likely that I'm joking
My back against the wall earned their respect and did so slowly
Not that I need validation or a hollow trophy
The name is Tony P, or cut the first if you don't know me
I came to shake things up just know the EP almost loaded
A dream is just a dream until you sweat & bleeding for it
Putting in my reps until the rep is up & peak is glowing
The name is Tony P, or cut the first if you don't know me
I came to shake things up just know the EP almost loaded
A dream is just a dream until you sweat & bleeding for it
Putting in my reps until the rep is up & peak is glowing
I'll teach you something
Homie, watch me
One of one now
With
Players only
And where you from now?
The
West coast chose me
I'm one of one now
With
Players only
Writer: Tony Prado
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