This is a song about "Real ones"

And notice that no ones having ya protected,

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Always together in the darkest dark times and the brightest bright ones

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

50,000 ones before i hit up the candy

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

// [we're the ones who made you]

Why do we look so down on stack of ones?

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Let them come we’re the ones carving history,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Foes are rusted no ones trusted

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Lately been writing poems

Know it's time for the red ones