Lyrics:

I ain't bout to no dubs or chairs or nothin.
This is real spill right here.
Just one track.

One of these days I'm a grow up and stop gettin toe up.
One of these days I'm a blow up and show up plush.
One day I'm really gonna go up chuck,
I'm low, just stuck, cause lately it ain't no luck fuck.
It's like my dough cut up the fact that I blow buck sucks.
I need some more ducks to fold up and hold up stuff.
I'm a roll up, what, some y (o) ellow stuff.
Par for me, no rust, and no crust, I'm a sure nuf bust.
One of these days fans are gonna blow up Kutt.
Won't be anymore hush hush, about doin our show, just trust.
And that statements cause of they no nough rush to go get my flow cuss ready amongst they soul duck us.
I'm swole up, cause a hold just struck. Friggin IRS admires stress, I'm ready to throw knucks up.
One of these days I'm a go nuts, what, like right now this life styles cause it's so rough and tough

One of these days, I'll find what I'm lookin for.
And I won't look no more.
I'll say out loud that I'm here now.
I walk on holy ground.
One of these days, my life won't hold me down.
One of these days. Ya, one of these days.
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