As One

Were the ones with the flame
Yeah
Were the fire that remains
Turn rell up a little bit
Were controllin the game from now on
Huh

Yeah its the world renowned
Internationally connected
Locally accepted
Roc-a-fella records

Dont get it confused
Doin what we do

B sig rell peedi crakk free young h-o bleek
You understand
Introducin
Its young C
Young C
Home of philly young and hungry
All the girlies wanna fall in lust with me
And every hood in the world discussin me
I hated once when I didnt give it up to neef
Its neef buck
Neef buck
Out the cut
Out the cut
All the haters wanna claim that they f**k with us
It aint a game Niggas know that they toys R us
They cant f**k with us
Aaw

Im the one

Man Im money hoes clothes and shows
To do with your ho all wrapped in one
Im not done
Man Im the shit after its all said and done
The one to cop one come back for another one
Quick fast like rapid refund
Im the grr mean green out the money machine
Im not done
Im omilio and interviews thought you could hold sparks in the hood
Give me hon

And you like it
All those haters talkin shit we dont like it
We love it
That black mask black glove shit
Roll up on him dont budge bitch
With my mack mack and my tech tech
And my vest just like that
For them Niggas thinkin mack milli notreally from the streets
Im that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast
Those seen here well lead you forever
And we will not leave you never
And our voices will ring
Ring
Together

As one

Aaw
Its young free
Move workin the wheel
Hand jerkin the V
Busters dont let you crossed the line
Thinkin Im off my job
But Im on like chris when he popped his cuz
Thinkin them slugsll fly
Call me PC
Tempers feelin I peel
Look how Im killin the wheel
The fitted tilt to the left
The shirt blend with the sweats
Your girls skirts invest
She undressin dont stare
Check the picture Nigga back the bill
Im the one
Young h-o a game of one
What you think Id do to the brain of that dame you bring
Listen hon twist one this armi sip some
Its only 40 proof it feel like 151
When Im done
Make a run with the roc
Rock air force 1s
Rock a bun hide shit in her hair when I come
Through customs cops cant bust him
Its hov the hustler Im having one hell of a run

And you like it
All those haters talkin shit we dont like it
No we love it
I got a mommy with a body dont touch it
You cant f **k with
Young easy I on the just blaze production
You get nothin
We get enough spins
Cant stop us from coppin bottles while we clubbin

Its the R O C forever tell the public huh
Those seen here well lead you forever
And we will not leave you never
And our voices will ring
Ring
Together

As one
Aaw