One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke 21 gun salute, dressed in

Moving up like escalators Free bands, cash flow Bread so long, 'bouta buy the whole mall I can't see the floor, stacking money, fuck a hater Cash maniac You see my future, but you cannot have it I see my Future, but I'm not B-Rabbit Getting so throwed

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

Music do music do And then it's reaching Inside you forever preaching Fuck you too Your screams will whisper A lonely life where no one understands you But don't give up because the music do Because the music do Hang on you

Do I, do I, yeah, ooh Sometimes I don't think I deserve you So I say some fucked up shit just to hurt you But you know I do it all 'cause I love you So, baby, tell me I'm the one that deserves you Do we, do I, yeah, ooh Now why you wanna go and lose

Big money on me, nigga, I'ma run it up 'Cause I remember I was broke and I ain't have enough Now I'm fly, she like to back it up No surprise, now she fuck with us No surprise, now she fuck with us (ay, ay, ay) I walk in the bank, look like a walking lick

I get high cause the lows can be so cold I might bend a little bit but I don't fold One time for my mind and two for yours I got food for your thoughts to sooth your soul Move along, nothing to see I grew up, a fuckin' screw up Tie my shoe up, wish they

Your bullshit come off of that Someone tell these motherfuckers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it Now I’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga They can get it (They can get it) You can get it (You can get it) Y'all can get it

You better cheat-cheat No reason to play fair Cheat-cheat or don't get anywhere Cheat-cheat if you can't win I get violent when I'm fucked up I get silent when I'm drugged up Want excitement, don't get none, I go wild I don't know what can be done about

Like it's nothing to ya Don't you put me back down But you're still picking me up Don't put me back down like it's nothing to ya You're still picking me up You didn't give a fuck Underneath everything that's between Yeah, I'm undone, I'm 'bout to burst