Album on CAN’T RUSH GREATNESS

One By One Lyrics
[Intro: Bryson Tiller & Central Cee]
You, oh, you
You’re on my mind
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Yo

[Verse 1: Central Cee]
Half of the hood still hate me, crazy, half of the hood still vouchin’
Way over a hundred thousand, nearly a milli’, I’m not even countin’
I’m hearin’ the demons talkin’, walkin’, brudda, the bando’s haunted
Cut coke with Orlando Magic, that have the crackhead Atlanta Hawkin’
Clock in, max my credit, my iPhone bellin’, the bank cold callin’
Nikesha just came back from Turkey surgeon, her back’s still swollen
Fans see me on the block, want pics, I’m still gonna stop on the block and take them
The spot too hot, it’s bacon, so I moved out to a new location
Been gamblin’ all of my life outside, but I nevеr been Vegas
I’m a man of my own, I’m a man with pride, so I done it alonе, no, I never did favors, huh
I love the hood, but I need me a crib, no neighbors
I book me a flight for peace of mind when I feel spontaneous

[Pre-Chorus: Central Cee]
We’re dumpin’ out, same time, it’s simultaneous
Me and Wadz in the Brabus Jeep, it’s spacious
I feel like Chromazz, I’m not surprised they hate us
They see the timepiece, they don’t see the time it takes us
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[Chorus: Central Cee]
One by one, gotta step in the spot, ’cause it’s hot and the neighbors nosy
Bought the PS4 and the scented candle to make the bando homely
Learnin’ the hard way only, I didn’t hear what a wise man told me
Stop doing a bad man ting online, log out your account and show me
Can’t invest in a wap that’s faulty, the reball ting just jammed on brodie
Sayin’ you miss me, baby, call me, maybe swallow your pride and phone me
You can’t rush greatness, you gotta take your time, maintain it slowly
As a pickney, I didn’t watch Disney Channel, I couldn’t watch Zack & Cody

[Verse 2: Central Cee]
If it weren’t the UK, would’ve had an AK
If it was America, I would’ve had a Draco
In the Stone Age, would’ve had a spear
Seventeenth century, I would’ve had a claymore
Studio cut like the bando, trap was a little bit different a year ago
YG hit a lick with the afro, next day came outside with the canerows
More time I don’t have no type, but I wouldn’t mind me a DreamDoll
I booked that flight one time, have the Lambo’ waitin’ at Heathrow
I lost some bredrins that I put trust in, I won’t say details
But grown men get in their feelings, get too needy and move like females
Jason Derulo, I’m ridin’ solo, I like me a two door
I feel like Tyga, I had young money, the yay’ that I had was too raw
Gave Jackson five at the light, so high, it made my man moonwalk
Plain Jane Rollie, I need me a new watch
Diamond District, I might go New York

[Pre-Chorus: Central Cee]
We’re dumpin’ out, same time, it’s simultaneous
Me and Wadz in the Brabus Jeep, it’s spacious
I feel like Chromazz, I’m not surprised they hate us
They see the timepiece, they don’t see the time it takes us

[Chorus: Central Cee]
One by one, gotta step in the spot, ’cause it’s hot and the neighbors nosy
Bought the PS4 and the scented candle to make the bando homely
Learnin’ the hard way only, I didn’t hear what a wise man told me
Stop doing a bad man ting online, log out your account and show me
Can’t invest in a wap that’s faulty, the reball ting just jammed on brodie
Sayin’ you miss me, baby, call me, maybe swallow your pride and phone me
You can’t rush greatness, you gotta take your time, maintain it slowly
As a pickney, I didn’t watch Disney Channel, I couldn’t watch Zack & Cody

[Outro: Bryson Tiller]
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Was that enough, baby? Baby
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Was that enough, baby? Baby
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Was that enough, baby?