Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Day, artist - Fabolous.
Date of issue: 06.12.2009
Song language: English
One Day |
It’s easy to look at my life and don’t see no pain |
I remember takin 3, 4 trains to re cocaine |
Standing in the lobby during sleet, snow, rain |
Waiting for fiends with a pint of beef lomain |
Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drained |
But ain’t a Saturday I wasn’t up to see Soul Train |
Sometimes I ain’t see no gain |
Cause I was runnin to Ralphies everytime my trees showed stains |
I was lucky I ain’t seized or maim |
Get shot or stuck up standin at them cee-lo games |
But now shit with these skios changed |
I ain’t know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange |
Glanced at my neck and didn’t see no chain |
Be saying «That's nasty,» wouldn’t give me no brain |
Y’all surprised F-A-B-O's sane |
In my road to life I done jumped in and outta 3, 4 lanes |
I’m still here |
My momma used to tell me |
«Son, you’re gonna make it one day, it’ll happen» |
Who knew I had what it takes to be famous |
And one day I’d be rappin' though |
My papa used to ask me «Son, are you prepared? |
'Cause one day it could happen» |
I dreamed about this game, but who would’ve believed |
That one day I’d be trapped in dough |
I just want some peace of mind |
Niggas will risk havin cuffs on their wrists |
For this masterpiece on mine |
Know that I’m a squeeze until the top of my piece recline |
I can’t see myself in back of a Caprice confined |
But on a small island, too far for police to find |
With girls who look 'Rican and Guyanese combined |
I gotta make sure my niece is fine |
She get every doll for Christmas, new Jordans at Easter-Time |
Some be like «At least you signed» |
But that just make is easy to get pointed out at precinct lines |
All ya’ll can see if every piece be dime |
And I be gettin Nikes before they even get released sometime |
Youngsters, don’t let these videos geese your mind |
It ain’t cool to end up deceased for shine |
And if you can’t get the whole pot, just take a piece and grind |
Hold your head, your stress will cease in time |
My momma used to tell me |
«Son, you’re gonna make it one day, it’ll happen» |
Who knew I had what it takes to be famous |
And one day I’d be rappin' though |
My papa used to ask me «Son, are you prepared? |
'Cause one day it could happen» |
I dreamed about this game, but who would’ve believed |
That one day I’d be trapped in dough |
Sometimes I wish I could go way back when |
I could walk thru and ain’t nobody know Jay Jackson |
Everything was OK back then |
Now everybody playin a cool role and I know they actin |
I gotta go back through my ol' way packin |
These wolves know my jewels is filled with O’Shea Jacksons |
I don’t care as long 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 |
Plus I got all these ducks around the ol' way quackin |
These hoes may crack grins |
But I swear to God I won’t never take O. J's actions |
If I would’ve let this flow stay packed in |
I’d probably be with Nick and 'Rome, spending my whole day shacked in |
For now I just roll on those eight Jacksons |
'til Clue and Duro brings those gray plaques in |
Yeah |
My momma used to tell me |
«Son, you’re gonna make it one day, it’ll happen» |
Who knew I had what it takes to be famous |
And one day I’d be rappin' though |
My papa used to ask me «Son, are you prepared? |
'Cause one day it could happen» |
I dreamed about this game, but who would’ve believed |
That one day I’d be trapped in dough |
One day it’ll happen |
That one day I’d be rappin |
No |
One day it could happen |
One day I’d be trapped in |
No |