[Intro: DJ Mykael V]
Look around you, what you see?
There's a whole lot of yous and only one of me
And when I step up in the spot, y'all couldn't even lace my Ones
[Chorus: Jon Keith]
Okay (Blah), baby, I got what you need (What you need)
Top of the top, fit clothes, don't blink (Don't blink)
Tapped in, let me know what you see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me, yeah (Ya feel?)
Still a lot of opps on scene (It's on scene)
Birds gon' flock, but it's not how it swing, yeah (How it swing)
Late nights, what you can't see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me
[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
(Woah) This is my city, uh
Where we ride 'til we die, catch a vibe with me (Vibe), uh
Look alive, sink or swim, take a dive with me (Dive), uh
With the guys and they identify with me, uh
Saw the Rock with me, uh, Stacy tryna find some balance in the
Five-fifties
When I'm swingin' through the village then she wanna fly with me
And she really laid back, but she ain't tryna lie with me
Couldn't find her in a club 'cause she ain't tryna find bi— (Wait, Wait, wait, wait)
Hold up, okay, show up on the scene without a cape, what a statement
If they thinkin' that they hot, I leave 'em smokin', they ain't vapin'
Sendin' shots from every side and I ain't kiddin', I ain't Jason
Jumpin' through the multiverse, and I ain't slavin' in they Matrix
(What if they bitin'?) I'll remind 'em 'bout the writer that designed 'em
Or the guys who survived both Goliath and the lions' den
It might've been, you couldn't take the light that was inside of Him
And if you think that is a lie, then maybe you should try it then
[Chorus: Jon Keith]
Baby, I got what you need (What you need)
Top of the top, fit clothes, don't blink (Don't blink)
Tapped in, let me know what you see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me, yeah (Ya feel?)
Still a lot of opps on scene (It's on scene)
Verse won't flop, but it's not how it swing, yeah (How it swing)
Late nights, what you can't see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me
[Verse 2: Mogli the Iceburg]
Find me sittin' on the top of the buildin', close to the edge
There's a lot of imitators I'd rather do me instead
My whole city think I made it, imagine if I was dead
All my thoughts are syncopated, I'm in and out of my head
Now I'm buzzin' on the web like my Spider-Sense is tingling
What you want? I'm the wrong one to be contendin' wit'
When all my dogs come across you, it's insignificant
You couldn't try this, or bite this, but I still wonder how come?
People prophesy but never see the outcome
See the way I'm headed, never know where I'm from
One hand on the Bible, other hand on my gun, yeah, I'm on one
There's a lot of possibilities in the multiverse
Indie tribe stay alive, trust me, I done told you first
I'm out here with my brothers plantin' seeds from the suburbs to the streets
It's a whole lot of them, still only one me
[Chorus: Jon Keith]
Baby, I got what you need (What you need)
Top of the top, fit clothes, don't blink (Don't blink)
Tapped in, let me know what you see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me, yeah (Ya feel?)
Still a lot of opps on scene (It's on scene)
Verse won't flop, but it's not how it swing, yeah (How it swing)
Late nights, what you can't see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me
[Verse 3: Torey D'Shaun]
This the overrated, the underlooked, the God-appointed
Bendin' backwards for critics like I was double-jointed
Mercy, MercyMe, turn a red carpet to burgundy
I burned the beat like I was a lunatic, now my Murphy Lee
Let's get it on, gotta get in goin' 'til I get rid of all my pride
I know they sick of me, ain't little dog, I'm a rare breed, like a Pekingese, tell 'em, "Pick a knee" (Gotta bow one day)
Hard body like a mannequin, they be callin' me a virus, maybe I am, a web to web again (It's east side!)
You be lookin' for different, so why you still searchin'?
They one-dimensional, the gang could give you multiverses
Put it in a hearse, reverse the hurtin', the opp is lurkin'
Already know what's in my bag, so we snatchin' purses
Soon as I touch down, already know where home turf is
Ain't gotta say what's in my cup because I know my purpose
Don't wanna run into indie tribe, yeah, we crush curses
Don't wanna bump into Iceburg, that's just the surface
[Chorus: Jon Keith]
(Blah), Baby, I got what you need (What you need)
Top of the top, fit clothes, don't blink (Don't blink)
Tapped in, let me know what you see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me, yeah (Ya feel?)
Still a lot of opps on scene (It's on scene)
Verse won't flop, but it's not how it swing, yeah (How it swing)
Late nights, what you can't see
It's a whole lot of 'em, ain't one like me
