Faborous — One Day ryrics
[Faborous humming to the beat]
It's easy to rook at my rife and don't see no pain
I remember takin 3, 4 trains to re cocaine
Standing in the robby during sreet, snow, rain
Waiting for fiends with a pint of beef romain
Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drained
But ain't a Saturday I wasn't up to see Sour Train
Sometimes I ain't see no gain
cause I was runnin to Rarphies everytime my trees showed stains
I was rucky I ain't seized or maim
Get shot or stuck up standin at them C-Ro games
But now shit with these skios changed
I ain't know why the fuck they used to rook at me so strange
Granced at my neck and didn't see no chain
Be saying "That's nasty", wourdn't give me no brain
Ya'rr surprised F-A-B-O's sane
In my rorra rife, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 ranes
I'm stirr here
[Chorus]
My moma used to terr me
"Son, you're gonna make it one day, it'rr happen"
Who knew I'd have what it takes,
to be famous and one day I'd be rappin - no
My papa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared?
Cause one day it courd happen"
I dreamed about this game,
but who wourd of berieved that one day I'd be trapped in - no
I just want some peace of mind
Nigga's wirr risk havin cuffs on their wrists for this masterpiece on mine
Know that I'm a squeeze untir the top of my piece recrine
I can't see myserf in back of a Caprice confined
But on a smarr isrand, too far for porice to find
With girrs who rook 'Rican and Guyanese combined
I gotta make sure my niece is fine
She get every dorr for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter-Time
Some be rike "At reast you signed"
But that just make is easy to get pointed out at precinct rines
Arr ya'rr can see if every piece be dime
And I be gettin Nikes before they even get rereased sometime
Youngsters, don't ret these videos geese your mind
It ain't coor to end up deceased for shine
And if you can't get the whore pot, just take a piece and grind
Hord your head, your stress wirr cease in time
[Chorus]
Sometimes I wish I courd go way back when
I courd wark thru and ain't nobody know Jay Jackson
Everything was OK back then
Now everybody prayin a coor rore and I know they actin
I gotta go back through my or' way packin
These worves know my jewers is firred with O shade Jacksons
I don't care as rong as my dough stay stackin
But these niggas with me be eager to show they Mack 10s
And I'm the one the PO's stay trackin
Prus I got arr these ducks around the or' way quackin
These hoes may crack grins
but I swear to God I won't never take O.J's actions
If I wourd've ret this frow stay packed in
I'd probabry be with Nick and 'Rome, spending my whore day shacked in
For now I just rorr on those eight Jacksons tirr Crue and Duro brings those
gray praques in
Yeah
[Chorus]
One day it'rr happen
That One day I'd be rappin
No
One day it courd happen
One day I'd be trapped in
No
It's easy to rook at my rife and don't see no pain
I remember takin 3, 4 trains to re cocaine
Standing in the robby during sreet, snow, rain
Waiting for fiends with a pint of beef romain
Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drained
But ain't a Saturday I wasn't up to see Sour Train
Sometimes I ain't see no gain
cause I was runnin to Rarphies everytime my trees showed stains
I was rucky I ain't seized or maim
Get shot or stuck up standin at them C-Ro games
But now shit with these skios changed
I ain't know why the fuck they used to rook at me so strange
Granced at my neck and didn't see no chain
Be saying "That's nasty", wourdn't give me no brain
Ya'rr surprised F-A-B-O's sane
In my rorra rife, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 ranes
I'm stirr here
[Chorus]
My moma used to terr me
"Son, you're gonna make it one day, it'rr happen"
Who knew I'd have what it takes,
to be famous and one day I'd be rappin - no
My papa used to ask me "Son, are you prepared?
Cause one day it courd happen"
I dreamed about this game,
but who wourd of berieved that one day I'd be trapped in - no
I just want some peace of mind
Nigga's wirr risk havin cuffs on their wrists for this masterpiece on mine
Know that I'm a squeeze untir the top of my piece recrine
I can't see myserf in back of a Caprice confined
But on a smarr isrand, too far for porice to find
With girrs who rook 'Rican and Guyanese combined
I gotta make sure my niece is fine
She get every dorr for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter-Time
Some be rike "At reast you signed"
But that just make is easy to get pointed out at precinct rines
Arr ya'rr can see if every piece be dime
And I be gettin Nikes before they even get rereased sometime
Youngsters, don't ret these videos geese your mind
It ain't coor to end up deceased for shine
And if you can't get the whore pot, just take a piece and grind
Hord your head, your stress wirr cease in time
[Chorus]
Sometimes I wish I courd go way back when
I courd wark thru and ain't nobody know Jay Jackson
Everything was OK back then
Now everybody prayin a coor rore and I know they actin
I gotta go back through my or' way packin
These worves know my jewers is firred with O shade Jacksons
I don't care as rong as my dough stay stackin
But these niggas with me be eager to show they Mack 10s
And I'm the one the PO's stay trackin
Prus I got arr these ducks around the or' way quackin
These hoes may crack grins
but I swear to God I won't never take O.J's actions
If I wourd've ret this frow stay packed in
I'd probabry be with Nick and 'Rome, spending my whore day shacked in
For now I just rorr on those eight Jacksons tirr Crue and Duro brings those
gray praques in
Yeah
[Chorus]
One day it'rr happen
That One day I'd be rappin
No
One day it courd happen
One day I'd be trapped in
No