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One Up - Central Cee
Composed by:Central Cee
Uh they think they got one up on us
Don't trust *****es out all my dargs there's some I can trust Huh
They think they got one up on us That's what they think
Got PTSD nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us
Baow baow baow
Lekaa Beats
The fake do a good job blending in with the real these days
But I still tell the difference
Realness get recognition I recognised that from a distance
See it from far Wait
Bare ANPR told bro Beg you don't smoke weed in the car 'Low it
It feels good to see me in the charts
I used to hit shots sell rock and link in parks Alright
You've been warned I'll ring the alarm
They talk 'bout the trap they ain't been in it once
YG got the trench coat on it's black and long like a Christian nun
Tryna locate me a new plate I don't put trust in vintage guns
Stop winging and go get some money
What's wrong with these self-inflicted bums Alright
For my livelihood push white in my hood
But I don't recommend it there's no longevity
Central don't forget me money don't make me lose my memory
A2 Anti do man badly do that gladly Baow baow baow
I treat every day like a Monday morning
I treat every month like a January
DTB I don't trust *****es
Out all my dargs there's some I can trust
Won't even lie I got PTSD
Nearly done up a fan 'cause they ran up on us
I left home when I was fourteen
YJ was ten and the man of the house
We go from babies straight to men
Get some money relive your childhood
Shawty think that I'm childish Why
Tryna pull down my trousers
Rip man out of my Calvin's Kleins
Out of sight out of mind
We ain't gotta jump out this ride
Unwind the window keep it simple
Try hit man off his mountain bike
Link up with the ganja farmer
Cuttin' down plants no agriculture
Leave it to God we don't practice obeah
Plan it correct we gon' catch him Haha
I can't go broke that's a no-no
Can't fall off that's awkward Awks
My chain cost sixty thousand
Cool that's a club performance Alright
I don't like braggin'
I'm a lowlife but I like high fashion
Amiri denim
It cost an arm and a leg and the jeans still saggin'
Bro's still chinging bro's still trapping
Yinging and Yanging I need more balance
Baby I just wanna ****
I'm sorry I don't wanna meet your parents