One in the Chamber Lyrics

I got my mind on my money and one one in the chamber

All these niggas just a wa wa waste straight out the anus

I'm a monster out the swamp and I swear you never can tame it

All my demons on the front line trust I ain't no angel

I'm a made man spitta that's killing niggas existence

I wake up in the morning to get the cheddar n pickles

Hustler by any means fxck you niggas opinions

Come close to my biscuit I'm making you lose feeling

Nigga I ain't had a home since 2014 finished

I'm living out of closets and duffle bags committed

No love no paradise in this bitch I'm diminished

I'll probably be 33 fore a nigga be replenished

I'm watching my back at all times independent

17 from my Ruger for niggas thinking they with it

I'm chasing after cream don't you ever get in between

Drug dealer paradise leave you muddy on the scene

I got my mind on my money and one one in the chamber

All these niggas just a wa wa waste straight out the anus

I'm a monster out the swamp and I swear you never can tame it

All my demons on the front line trust I ain't no angel

I'm a god given made man father of 4

& if I left the shxt to chance then I'd probably have mo

But for the ones that's on my roster I protect they existence

They know that daddy love them unconditionally I'm committed

Got some strikes on my background but never again

That's a vacation a nigga ain't tryna be in

PO ride my axx daily like I'm gone with the wind

I gotta win so my kids can have grins on they chins

All these niggas wanna test I guess they wanna be next

I put this eagle to your chest if you show disrespect

Every plate that's at my table getting filled with the best

& to assure ain't a nigga on this earth I won't check

I got my mind on my money and one one in the chamber

All these niggas just a wa wa waste straight out the anus

I'm a monster out the swamp and I swear you never can tame it

All my demons on the front line trust I ain't no angel

I'm a humble man god fearing grew up Baptist

Moved out to the west just to conquer this rapping

Just a dollar in my pocket & some crumbs in my jacket

& to these niggas think they jacking Shid I turn em to actors

Small fractions hit the stage I'm a comforting pastor

Spit my phlegm to the streets just to get a reaction

Gaining traction from my tracks looking forward when passing

Glimpsing backward pure laughter to you niggas that's after

I got more dreams more power I honor em both

A full shaft on my hip that'll turn you all into ghost

I'm just reaching for the stars don't you try to provoke

I keep one loaded in the chamber like a toaster for toast I ain't no joke

I got my mind on my money and one one in the chamber

All these niggas just a wa wa waste straight out the anus

I'm a monster out the swamp and I swear you never can tame it

All my demons on the front line trust I ain't no angel

I got my mind on my money and one one in the chamber

All these niggas just a wa wa waste straight out the anus

I'm a monster out the swamp and I swear you never can tame it

All my demons on the front line trust I ain't no angel