"I'm on One" - Dj Khaled feat. Drake, Rick Ross, & Lil' Wayne
Dearest Blog of mine. I was on a roll last week, I know. This week I needed time. I'm not going to give you some old, useless excuse like being lazy or uninspired. I didn't post because I didn't post. For the first time in over a year, I was content with my feelings, but the songs that came to mind would've given off the wrong impression. I didn't want any mixed messages. A lot of bullsh*t in my life evolves around mixed messages and I didn't want that to be reflected in my writing. At least not now. I'm good with the way things are. So, why the gap you ask?
I met someone. He's all wrong for me for a lot of reasons, but the fact is I met him without trying. He came at me with every line in the book, at a bar no less, but he saw me for what I really have a hard time in seeing for myself. I guess that's kinda why I let him in.
Here's how the night started. My cousin (prone to getting me into sticky situations) wanted to get coffee, but it was late and we weren't really feeling our usual spot. We were restless, but if you ask me I would've settled for Denny's. At least I could've eaten an Apple Crisp. Well, once we finally got into the car she changed her mind and wanted a drink. We don't do drinks. We've never done drinks at least not unless we were clubbing, but this never happens on the fly. I knew in the back of my mind she was up to something so I did my best to suggest the opposite of "bars," which unfortunately meant we were going to be in one soon.
Ten minutes later I found myself still in her car, parked very far away from the curb, in front of a small bar (the one her ex frequently visits). The scent of drama was in the air, but she insisted through my resistance and suddenly I was inside, sitting on the couch alone, babysitting two drinks. Go freakin' figure. I was irritated. This was not where I wanted to be nor was it what I wanted to do. It was at that point I knew I had to down my drink pretty quickly if I wanted to "fake" having a good time.
My cousin couldn't sit still. She often had to get up and "mingle" or in my eyes, find her ex. But luckily the music was good and the people were chill so I didn't have a problem keeping her fruity drink company as I took the last sip of my X-rated. I even chewed on the ice. The bartender commented that I looked "bored." Hmmmm... not a good sign, but fortunately the drink started to settle in and I slowly began to relax outside of my comfort zone. A half-hour into this, she comes back acting tipsy (even with her watered-down drink still sitting in front of me). It amazes me how women act to attract attention even if it's the wrong kind. Don't get me wrong, I love her but I just wasn't expecting to deal with this so it got old fast. She offered to buy me a drink for dragging me out. I figured, "Hell, why not?" And then she leaves me again with two damn drinks to watch. Luckily, this time I had a bigger glass.
Half-way into my Mojito I noticed him noticing me, but I thought nothing of it...until he started getting closer. He made it a few feet away from the coffee table and just sorta stood there with his drink in hand. He took one last gulp and walked right over. He might as well have sat on my lap! It was a big, empty couch but he had no shame sitting next to me. We made small talk, nothing too crazy, but I no longer minded that my cousin wasn't back yet. I actually hoped she wouldn't come back so that I could hear all these silly, cheesy things he felt he needed to say. I know it's over exaggerated crap, but they were compliments nonetheless. And after my second drink, it started to feel somewhat genuine.
My cousin showed up just when things were getting interesting, pulled me up out of my seat and hurried me to the restroom. Apparently, he was trying to get at her too but she wasn't feeling him so she asked him to go talk to me. Really?! I laughed, took what she said for what it was and went straight to the bar for a shot, downed that and let it work its way through. He came up from behind me and lead me back to the couch. I wasn't going to follow him at first, but I realized it's not like I'm going to marry him. I just wanted to have a good time. Cousin referral or not, he was cute and I could use the fun. So I gave him my number.
He reached out to me the next day and the next day and the next day after that. Persistent guy he is. I even mentioned my cousin and he politely denied it by saying, "If I wanted to get at her I would've pursued her." We were pretty open and honest off the bat. So, we talked on the phone and went out on a date. God, can you believe it? Me on a date. I know this isn't for life or longer only because I'm in no position to take any guy seriously. Yet the funny thing is the more I pushed away, the more he came at me. It's when I try that I get screwed over. So, ya I came off feisty and of course he ate that all up and it was cool because I wasn't trying to be something I'm not. (Side Note: I hate it when girls present themselves in this facade. They eat, talk, and behave like birds. I just want to punch them hard in the gut to put some bass in their voice. Hopefully, they'll throw up what little they consumed to gain a real appetite to eat more than a small, side salad. End Note.). So, we conversed, drank, munched and it turned out, he wasn't so bad after all. If it leads to nothing, well...it was expected and all in good fun so it wouldn't matter. As far as that something, this is as far as it's gonna get and that's absolutely fine with me. This is the epitome of a bar scene.
Lyrics:
(Get em up)
I’m on one
(Get em up)
I’m on one
(Get em up)
I said I’m on one
I’m getting so throwed
I ain't went this hard since I was 18
Apologize if I say, anything I don’t mean
Like whats up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new n*gg@s?
And why they think it all comes so easy
But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Tripping off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumors, hate the bullsh*t
Hate these f@$king allegations, I’m just feeling like the throne is for the taking
Watch me take it!
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f@$k, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody should've told ya
I’m on one
Yeah, f@$k it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F@$k it, I’m on one
Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that sh*t
Money that we got, never get that sh*t
Cause I’m on one
I said f@$k it I’m on one
I’m burning purple flowers
It’s burning my chest
I bury the most cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms I wear
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even though I out on bond I might be facin’ 8's
Still running with the same n*gg@s til the death of me
Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully
Ever made love to the woman of your dreams
In a room full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I could take it there
Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain’t fair
And it’s double M G until I get the chair
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f@$k, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody should've told ya
I’m on one
Yeah, f@$k it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F@$k it, I’m on one
I walk around the club, f@$k everybody
And all my n*gg@s got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley
Yeah, too much money, ain't enough money
You know the feds listening, n*gg@ what money?
I’m a made n*gg@
I should dust something
You n*gg@s on the bench
Like the bus coming
Huh, ain't nothing sweet but the swishas
I’m focused might as well say cheese for the pictures
Oh, I’m about to go Andre the Giant
You a sell out, but I ain't buying
Chopper dissect a n*gg@ like science
Put an end to the world like the Mayans
This a celebration b*tches, Mazel Tov
It’s a slim chance I fall, olive oil
Tunechi be the name, don’t ask me how I got it
I’m killin’ these h@es I swear I’m tryna stop the violence
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f@$k, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody should've told ya
I’m on one
Yeah, f@$k it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F@$k it, I’m on one
Young mula baby, YMCMB
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/djkhaled/imonone.html
http://universalexcuses.com/music/hiphop/video-fab-dj-khaleds-im-on-one-video-ft-drake-lil-wayne-and-rick-ross/
Dearest Blog of mine. I was on a roll last week, I know. This week I needed time. I'm not going to give you some old, useless excuse like being lazy or uninspired. I didn't post because I didn't post. For the first time in over a year, I was content with my feelings, but the songs that came to mind would've given off the wrong impression. I didn't want any mixed messages. A lot of bullsh*t in my life evolves around mixed messages and I didn't want that to be reflected in my writing. At least not now. I'm good with the way things are. So, why the gap you ask?
I met someone. He's all wrong for me for a lot of reasons, but the fact is I met him without trying. He came at me with every line in the book, at a bar no less, but he saw me for what I really have a hard time in seeing for myself. I guess that's kinda why I let him in.
Here's how the night started. My cousin (prone to getting me into sticky situations) wanted to get coffee, but it was late and we weren't really feeling our usual spot. We were restless, but if you ask me I would've settled for Denny's. At least I could've eaten an Apple Crisp. Well, once we finally got into the car she changed her mind and wanted a drink. We don't do drinks. We've never done drinks at least not unless we were clubbing, but this never happens on the fly. I knew in the back of my mind she was up to something so I did my best to suggest the opposite of "bars," which unfortunately meant we were going to be in one soon.
Ten minutes later I found myself still in her car, parked very far away from the curb, in front of a small bar (the one her ex frequently visits). The scent of drama was in the air, but she insisted through my resistance and suddenly I was inside, sitting on the couch alone, babysitting two drinks. Go freakin' figure. I was irritated. This was not where I wanted to be nor was it what I wanted to do. It was at that point I knew I had to down my drink pretty quickly if I wanted to "fake" having a good time.
My cousin couldn't sit still. She often had to get up and "mingle" or in my eyes, find her ex. But luckily the music was good and the people were chill so I didn't have a problem keeping her fruity drink company as I took the last sip of my X-rated. I even chewed on the ice. The bartender commented that I looked "bored." Hmmmm... not a good sign, but fortunately the drink started to settle in and I slowly began to relax outside of my comfort zone. A half-hour into this, she comes back acting tipsy (even with her watered-down drink still sitting in front of me). It amazes me how women act to attract attention even if it's the wrong kind. Don't get me wrong, I love her but I just wasn't expecting to deal with this so it got old fast. She offered to buy me a drink for dragging me out. I figured, "Hell, why not?" And then she leaves me again with two damn drinks to watch. Luckily, this time I had a bigger glass.
Half-way into my Mojito I noticed him noticing me, but I thought nothing of it...until he started getting closer. He made it a few feet away from the coffee table and just sorta stood there with his drink in hand. He took one last gulp and walked right over. He might as well have sat on my lap! It was a big, empty couch but he had no shame sitting next to me. We made small talk, nothing too crazy, but I no longer minded that my cousin wasn't back yet. I actually hoped she wouldn't come back so that I could hear all these silly, cheesy things he felt he needed to say. I know it's over exaggerated crap, but they were compliments nonetheless. And after my second drink, it started to feel somewhat genuine.
My cousin showed up just when things were getting interesting, pulled me up out of my seat and hurried me to the restroom. Apparently, he was trying to get at her too but she wasn't feeling him so she asked him to go talk to me. Really?! I laughed, took what she said for what it was and went straight to the bar for a shot, downed that and let it work its way through. He came up from behind me and lead me back to the couch. I wasn't going to follow him at first, but I realized it's not like I'm going to marry him. I just wanted to have a good time. Cousin referral or not, he was cute and I could use the fun. So I gave him my number.
He reached out to me the next day and the next day and the next day after that. Persistent guy he is. I even mentioned my cousin and he politely denied it by saying, "If I wanted to get at her I would've pursued her." We were pretty open and honest off the bat. So, we talked on the phone and went out on a date. God, can you believe it? Me on a date. I know this isn't for life or longer only because I'm in no position to take any guy seriously. Yet the funny thing is the more I pushed away, the more he came at me. It's when I try that I get screwed over. So, ya I came off feisty and of course he ate that all up and it was cool because I wasn't trying to be something I'm not. (Side Note: I hate it when girls present themselves in this facade. They eat, talk, and behave like birds. I just want to punch them hard in the gut to put some bass in their voice. Hopefully, they'll throw up what little they consumed to gain a real appetite to eat more than a small, side salad. End Note.). So, we conversed, drank, munched and it turned out, he wasn't so bad after all. If it leads to nothing, well...it was expected and all in good fun so it wouldn't matter. As far as that something, this is as far as it's gonna get and that's absolutely fine with me. This is the epitome of a bar scene.
Lyrics:
(Get em up)
I’m on one
(Get em up)
I’m on one
(Get em up)
I said I’m on one
I’m getting so throwed
I ain't went this hard since I was 18
Apologize if I say, anything I don’t mean
Like whats up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new n*gg@s?
And why they think it all comes so easy
But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Tripping off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumors, hate the bullsh*t
Hate these f@$king allegations, I’m just feeling like the throne is for the taking
Watch me take it!
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f@$k, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody should've told ya
I’m on one
Yeah, f@$k it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F@$k it, I’m on one
Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that sh*t
Money that we got, never get that sh*t
Cause I’m on one
I said f@$k it I’m on one
I’m burning purple flowers
It’s burning my chest
I bury the most cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms I wear
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even though I out on bond I might be facin’ 8's
Still running with the same n*gg@s til the death of me
Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully
Ever made love to the woman of your dreams
In a room full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I could take it there
Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain’t fair
And it’s double M G until I get the chair
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f@$k, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody should've told ya
I’m on one
Yeah, f@$k it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F@$k it, I’m on one
I walk around the club, f@$k everybody
And all my n*gg@s got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley
Yeah, too much money, ain't enough money
You know the feds listening, n*gg@ what money?
I’m a made n*gg@
I should dust something
You n*gg@s on the bench
Like the bus coming
Huh, ain't nothing sweet but the swishas
I’m focused might as well say cheese for the pictures
Oh, I’m about to go Andre the Giant
You a sell out, but I ain't buying
Chopper dissect a n*gg@ like science
Put an end to the world like the Mayans
This a celebration b*tches, Mazel Tov
It’s a slim chance I fall, olive oil
Tunechi be the name, don’t ask me how I got it
I’m killin’ these h@es I swear I’m tryna stop the violence
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f@$k, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody should've told ya
I’m on one
Yeah, f@$k it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F@$k it, I’m on one
Young mula baby, YMCMB
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/djkhaled/imonone.html
http://universalexcuses.com/music/hiphop/video-fab-dj-khaleds-im-on-one-video-ft-drake-lil-wayne-and-rick-ross/
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