Big Sean, Hit-Boy - The One lyrics

Big Sean

Big Seant [Sean Michael Leonard Anderson] Santa Monica, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Big Sean, Hit-Boy - The One lyrics]

I know that you're somebody else's guy
(I know) but these feelings that I have
For you I can't deny (Woah, woah, yup)
She doesn't treat you the way you want her to
(It's easy, as you make it)
So come on stop running (Look)

Architect the way I take
It to extreme measures
Sometimes you gotta break your life
Down to build it better
The game softened up a lot
It's time to add some pressure
A lot of peers, we ain't spoke in years
Yeah, you could go prеtend like
I ain't herе but
That just shows me how much y'all threatened
Y'all new music? Don't ask me
How I feel about it
Don't got problems bein' real
I got real problems


Old school, top down, slidin' to Phil Collins
(Swerve) and, God, my Phil Jackson
And somehow He blessed me
With Uncle Phil wallet (Frrrt)
But my other Uncle Sam in my pockets
It's like I'm philanthropic (Damn)
I'm blessed though
He only takin' it because I got it (Don)
Look, if I peel out, I squeeze
I hype and go beast, you boys is hypebeasts
(Beasts)
You boys light, I move at lightspeed
So rooted, hurricanes to me's are like breeze
Watch me, fuck TV but the way I channel sh
(The way I channel)
Yeah, more like a conduit
Plus it's goin' gold if I
Ever put palms to it (yeah)
And I did my whole career in napalm fluid
(yeah) see we the ones that blowed up
Y'all niggas blew it (You blew it)
Bet on me to never fail, it never fails
That's how we do it (Do it)
You don't have the right to hate on me
Unless you took your momma out of hell then
In the Hills then move her to it (To it)
And the way I dealt with love
It's like I get consumed
By girls who never satisfied
With everything I'm doin' (Damn)
It's like once I give 'em space
They gon' want the moon
Shit, I'm already a star, what more can I do?
(Do) the world picked me
Must have good taste and be picky
I'm that nigga for real
I don't know what it's like for
Girls to not want me
Only know what it's like when they miss me
You either believe it or not
It's not Ripley's (No way)
Late night studio sessions
Our stomachs would touch backs
No matter how far
A handy click and we touch back
It's been lookin' up our whole lives
We'll never have hunched backs
Leavin' everybody where they have
Me fucked up at mountain top views where
The inspirations spews (Spews)
Sometimes when you lose
That's when innovation cues (Cues)
Everybody favorites, just imitation you's
(Woah)
Talkin' in the mirror more than occasional
(yeah)
'Cause that's the only who gon' relate to you

'Cause you the one for real

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