Not the One Lyrics
| Song | Not the One |
| Artist | Taigenz |
| Album | Life Ain't Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Terry Ngala | |
| 作曲 : Terry Ngala | |
| I wasn't fly when I was young but then I grew my feathers | |
| I wasn't dumb, I used my tongue, a nigga knew his letters | |
| My friends, I never told my views on certain topics | |
| And now I'm banking on the fact, my life will turn the profit | |
| We always got the streets with the killers holding shotties | |
| One thing about the hood, you always had them mommas gossip | |
| I could relate to all my niggas trying get a hobby | |
| But get attracted to the colours of real life monopoly | |
| I had to read up, get my speed up, As and Bs up, my degree up | |
| Pray to Jesus then leave the university uh | |
| To foresee a life of leisure, financial freedom what I dreamed of | |
| Since a foetus, I could see up to believe what I could achieve uh so nah | |
| I am not the one that'll tell you different | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that’ll kill your vision | |
| I said I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that’ll burst your bubble | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that you look for trouble | |
| I am not the one | |
| And if I die tomorrow | |
| Pour some liquor for me | |
| I'll never know about the future | |
| But this is my moment | |
| And if I die tomorrow | |
| Play some makaveli | |
| At my funeral | |
| And give my rights to Lily-Berri | |
| And all her cousins and her sisters and her brothers | |
| I write this just to let you know the world’s a mother****er | |
| I never sugar coated even though y'all still some children | |
| The limit ain't the ceiling | |
| And the limit ain't the sky, so | |
| I am not the one that'll tell you different | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that’ll kill your vision | |
| I am not the one, no not me, no not me | |
| I am not the one that’ll burst your bubble | |
| I am not the one, can’t be me | |
| I am not the one that you look for trouble | |
| I said I am not the one | |
| Niggas don't got money | |
| But these taxes forever stay hungry | |
| Niggas don't got money | |
| Clown around at the fact it ain't funny | |
| Yo vine desde abajo | |
| Nunca tengo dinero si no trabajo | |
| Como puedo manejar sin tener manos | |
| Claro | |
| You can't tell the time that remains | |
| So I'd rather sip straight and not worry about my days | |
| Everyday another story, or a case | |
| You ain't gotta know the truth you just gotta click the bait | |
| They say the turtle won the race | |
| But that nigga got protection case they shooting at his face | |
| Would you rather dodge bullets and escape? | |
| Or are you like me and see if you can really test your faith | |
| Alcohol and murder go in place | |
| Cause the kill in tequila be the slogan on my grave | |
| You could run from the rum that's why niggas gotta chase | |
| You could run from the rum that's why niggas gotta chase | |
| Tired of telling niggas next year | |
| Especially when you convinced you can get there | |
| But next year might be my best year | |
| Or my dernier |
| zuo ci : Terry Ngala | |
| zuo qu : Terry Ngala | |
| I wasn' t fly when I was young but then I grew my feathers | |
| I wasn' t dumb, I used my tongue, a nigga knew his letters | |
| My friends, I never told my views on certain topics | |
| And now I' m banking on the fact, my life will turn the profit | |
| We always got the streets with the killers holding shotties | |
| One thing about the hood, you always had them mommas gossip | |
| I could relate to all my niggas trying get a hobby | |
| But get attracted to the colours of real life monopoly | |
| I had to read up, get my speed up, As and Bs up, my degree up | |
| Pray to Jesus then leave the university uh | |
| To foresee a life of leisure, financial freedom what I dreamed of | |
| Since a foetus, I could see up to believe what I could achieve uh so nah | |
| I am not the one that' ll tell you different | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that' ll kill your vision | |
| I said I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that' ll burst your bubble | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that you look for trouble | |
| I am not the one | |
| And if I die tomorrow | |
| Pour some liquor for me | |
| I' ll never know about the future | |
| But this is my moment | |
| And if I die tomorrow | |
| Play some makaveli | |
| At my funeral | |
| And give my rights to LilyBerri | |
| And all her cousins and her sisters and her brothers | |
| I write this just to let you know the world' s a mother er | |
| I never sugar coated even though y' all still some children | |
| The limit ain' t the ceiling | |
| And the limit ain' t the sky, so | |
| I am not the one that' ll tell you different | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that' ll kill your vision | |
| I am not the one, no not me, no not me | |
| I am not the one that' ll burst your bubble | |
| I am not the one, can' t be me | |
| I am not the one that you look for trouble | |
| I said I am not the one | |
| Niggas don' t got money | |
| But these taxes forever stay hungry | |
| Niggas don' t got money | |
| Clown around at the fact it ain' t funny | |
| Yo vine desde abajo | |
| Nunca tengo dinero si no trabajo | |
| Como puedo manejar sin tener manos | |
| Claro | |
| You can' t tell the time that remains | |
| So I' d rather sip straight and not worry about my days | |
| Everyday another story, or a case | |
| You ain' t gotta know the truth you just gotta click the bait | |
| They say the turtle won the race | |
| But that nigga got protection case they shooting at his face | |
| Would you rather dodge bullets and escape? | |
| Or are you like me and see if you can really test your faith | |
| Alcohol and murder go in place | |
| Cause the kill in tequila be the slogan on my grave | |
| You could run from the rum that' s why niggas gotta chase | |
| You could run from the rum that' s why niggas gotta chase | |
| Tired of telling niggas next year | |
| Especially when you convinced you can get there | |
| But next year might be my best year | |
| Or my dernier |
| zuò cí : Terry Ngala | |
| zuò qǔ : Terry Ngala | |
| I wasn' t fly when I was young but then I grew my feathers | |
| I wasn' t dumb, I used my tongue, a nigga knew his letters | |
| My friends, I never told my views on certain topics | |
| And now I' m banking on the fact, my life will turn the profit | |
| We always got the streets with the killers holding shotties | |
| One thing about the hood, you always had them mommas gossip | |
| I could relate to all my niggas trying get a hobby | |
| But get attracted to the colours of real life monopoly | |
| I had to read up, get my speed up, As and Bs up, my degree up | |
| Pray to Jesus then leave the university uh | |
| To foresee a life of leisure, financial freedom what I dreamed of | |
| Since a foetus, I could see up to believe what I could achieve uh so nah | |
| I am not the one that' ll tell you different | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that' ll kill your vision | |
| I said I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that' ll burst your bubble | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that you look for trouble | |
| I am not the one | |
| And if I die tomorrow | |
| Pour some liquor for me | |
| I' ll never know about the future | |
| But this is my moment | |
| And if I die tomorrow | |
| Play some makaveli | |
| At my funeral | |
| And give my rights to LilyBerri | |
| And all her cousins and her sisters and her brothers | |
| I write this just to let you know the world' s a mother er | |
| I never sugar coated even though y' all still some children | |
| The limit ain' t the ceiling | |
| And the limit ain' t the sky, so | |
| I am not the one that' ll tell you different | |
| I am not the one | |
| I am not the one that' ll kill your vision | |
| I am not the one, no not me, no not me | |
| I am not the one that' ll burst your bubble | |
| I am not the one, can' t be me | |
| I am not the one that you look for trouble | |
| I said I am not the one | |
| Niggas don' t got money | |
| But these taxes forever stay hungry | |
| Niggas don' t got money | |
| Clown around at the fact it ain' t funny | |
| Yo vine desde abajo | |
| Nunca tengo dinero si no trabajo | |
| Como puedo manejar sin tener manos | |
| Claro | |
| You can' t tell the time that remains | |
| So I' d rather sip straight and not worry about my days | |
| Everyday another story, or a case | |
| You ain' t gotta know the truth you just gotta click the bait | |
| They say the turtle won the race | |
| But that nigga got protection case they shooting at his face | |
| Would you rather dodge bullets and escape? | |
| Or are you like me and see if you can really test your faith | |
| Alcohol and murder go in place | |
| Cause the kill in tequila be the slogan on my grave | |
| You could run from the rum that' s why niggas gotta chase | |
| You could run from the rum that' s why niggas gotta chase | |
| Tired of telling niggas next year | |
| Especially when you convinced you can get there | |
| But next year might be my best year | |
| Or my dernier |
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