Born Adolph Thornton, Jr. in Chicago, Dolph debuted in 2008 with the mixtape Paper Route Campaign. Subsequent releases like The Weed Album and South Memphis Kingpin brought him to 2012, when he dropped the first in a successful series of mixtapes dubbed High Class Street Music . By the time High Class Street Music 4 and the Preach single dropped in 2014, Dolph was working with major-label producers including Drumma Boy and Zaytoven. Both provided tracks for his 2016 debut LP, King of Memphis, which featured no guest artists, and debuted at number 49 on the Billboard 200 albums chart.
A trio of mixtapes followed, ending withm Rich Crack Baby. The album entered the Billboard 200 upon release and included guest appearances by Boosie Badazz, 2 Chainz, Wale, T.I., Gucci Mane, and 21 Savage. Another mixtape, Gelato, followed in early 2017, containing the Yo Gotti diss track Play wit Yo' Bitch as well as tracks featuring Migos, Wiz Khalifa, and Lil Yachty. Dolph's second studio album,Bulletproof, was released in April of 2017 and reached the Top 40 of the Billboard 200. Mere months later, he issued Thinking Out Loud, which featured guest spots by DRAM, Gucci Mane, 2 Chainz, and Ty Dolla $ign. The album was another success, hitting number 16 on the Billboard 200.
In early 2018, Dolph issued the EP Niggas Get Shot Everyday, following up later that year with the Key Glock collaboration Major (feat. Key Glock) and the solo track By Mistake The full-length Role Model appeared later in the year and became Dolph's highest-charting album to date, hitting number 15 on the Billboard 200. One year later, Dolph joined frequent collaborator Key Glock for 2019's Dum and Dummer, the pair's first collaborative mixtape. Dolph's seventh studio album, Rich Slave, arrived in August 2020 and found him addressing issues of racism and inequality in America. Included on the album were guest appearances by Megan Thee Stallion, Key Glock, and G Herbo. In 2021, Dolph and Glock reunited for Dum and Dummer 2, followed promptly by PAPER ROUTE iLLUMINATi, a showcase album for Dolph's Paper Route Empire label. Young Dolph died on November 17, 2021 after he was shot while visiting a bakery in Memphis en route to a Thanksgiving turkey giveaway. He was 36 years old.
1 Scale
Young Dolph Lyrics
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Yeah
All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this shit by myself
Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm a player
Quarterback, no NFL (ayy), drippy in Chanel (drippy)
Playin' hide and go seek in the mansion with my lil' girl (Aria)
Elevator was too crowded, so I took the stairs (woo)
The whole industry was hatin', so now I give 'em hell (ha)
Business man, I invest a whole million in the mail (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah
I-I-I treat bitches like some shoes, I cop 'em by the pairs (it's Dolph)
She like when I grab her neck and pull her by her hair (it's Dolph)
In my city, I'm more important than the fuckin' mayor (it's Dolph)
Ten years straight, I set the prices on the kush, I swear (it's Dolph)
I got your bitch lookin' for Flipper (where he at?)
I let her ride like a bicycle (ah)
I pulled out and bust on her dimples (ah)
Quarter milli' for this Richard (Mille)
I had to run up them digits (run it up)
Niggas know that I'm the sickest (for real)
Bitches know that I'm the littest
Whip my dick out and piss on your feelings (for real)
I heard that lil' nigga from Memphis (okay)
I heard he used to trap in Fendi (okay)
I heard he went to jail in a Bentley (okay)
Straps with me in New York City (uh)
Lil' black nigga with all this fuckin' paper on me, man
What the fuck they mean, man?
I can't go out like that (uh), huh, hold up
Bangin' L's, swangin' scales (what?)
Shakin', got residue in my nails (what?)
Started gettin' real money, we bustin' bales
Everybody on the floor know the smell, uh
Dropped out of high school
Had to start bringin' my Glock, couldn't show and tell, uh (pussy)
Big bro got life in the feds
Can't talk on the phone, but he know it's well
Walked out the trap with a big ol' bag
'Til I pop in the house, I was on a seal (swerve)
We was sinnin' on Sunday, that bitch in my hand
But I'm sinnin' in my head, know I'm gon' prevail, uh
If I call her house phone, tell her bring that bitch out cocked, then my mama will (come on)
I was eighteen, my OG seen me hop out the Benz or a Bonneville (bah)
I bought a mansion, pop in that bitch fresh off a shootout, I'm hot as hell
Shh, you gon' do some time, niggas probably tell
Fuck it, this the lifestyle, know I probably will
I'm in New York with my nigga Dolph, he rockin' wop, but his neck on Gabbana still (uh)
I'm rockin' Christian Dior with a bag full of blues (uh), all black but it's Prada still (swerve)
I'm in the 'Raq, Benihana, don't eat at Hamada
See opp, he get probably killed (swerve)
Told lil' bro come out with me in Bali
Get out the 'Raq, he might come near, catch a body still (shh)
I'll pull up on your home in a Lamb' smokin' out the sack
Arch her back, disappear, artifact (skrrt)
I ain't comin' with shit but my pipe and a box of Mags
Twenty on me, that's my starter pack
Gettin' too much money, we ain't tryna make arch-rivals
You know we spark rides (bah)
I was outside and that's the reason we won battles
Nigga, we weren't part-time
Got a youngin, he only send straight at you (seen 'em)
You ain't never heard that snake rap? (Go get 'em)
On a nigga head, then we just can't catch you
Spin twice, mad as fuck, we went straight past you
Ever tried to kill a nigga just 'cause you had to?
Meetin' up in the clubhouse like Rascals (huh?)
Everybody rich as fuck, ain't nothin' past due
I could go grab a M from my mama pad too
Let me see what you gon' do, we could team-tag two
Oh, you ain't with the shit, have somebody blast you
Kel-Tec on my lap, if God bless you, I tag you
Have you fillin' the bag with your fast food (pussy)
In "1 Scale," Young Dolph brags about his lavish lifestyle, his business savvy, and his sexual prowess. He boasts about his love for exclusive and expensive clothes, such as Chanel and Christian Dior, and reveals that he has invested a million dollars in the mail business. He also claims that he is more important than the mayor in his city and that he has been setting the prices for kush for ten years. He raps about his penchant for treating women like shoes, says that he likes to grab their necks and pull their hair, and that he is a pro at playing hide-and-seek with his daughter. In the second verse, he discusses his family's criminal past, his big brother's life sentence, and his own decision to carry a gun. He also references his experiences with violence and drug dealing and his determination to succeed despite the odds.
"1 Scale" is typical of Young Dolph's lyrical style, which is characterized by bombastic braggadocio, unapologetic materialism, and explicit sexuality. The song is also marked by Dolph's distinctive southern drawl, which enhances the song's swagger and energy. Overall, "1 Scale" is a deeply personal and self-assured anthem that celebrates Young Dolph's hustle and his rise to success.
Line by Line Meaning
All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this shit by myself
I only need one weighing scale and a few bundles of drugs, and I entered this drug trade on my own
Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm a player
Dolph, why did you sleep with his girlfriend? Well, it's because I am skilled at seducing women
Quarterback, no NFL (ayy), drippy in Chanel (drippy)
I'm like a quarterback, but not in the NFL. I'm successful and fashionable, wearing expensive Chanel
Playin' hide and go seek in the mansion with my lil' girl (Aria)
Having fun playing hide and seek in my luxurious mansion with my daughter named Aria
Elevator was too crowded, so I took the stairs (woo)
The elevator was too full, so I chose to use the stairs instead
The whole industry was hatin', so now I give 'em hell (ha)
The entire music industry was hating on me, so now I am determined to succeed and prove them wrong
Business man, I invest a whole million in the mail (yeah)
I am a businessman, investing a million dollars in shipping drugs through the mail
I-I-I treat bitches like some shoes, I cop 'em by the pairs (it's Dolph)
I compare women to shoes, buying and dating them in pairs, that's just how I am, it's Dolph
She like when I grab her neck and pull her by her hair (it's Dolph)
She enjoys it when I dominate her sexually, grabbing her by the neck and pulling her hair, it's just the way I am, it's Dolph
In my city, I'm more important than the fuckin' mayor (it's Dolph)
In my city, I hold more significance and influence than the damn mayor, that's the power I have, it's Dolph
Ten years straight, I set the prices on the kush, I swear (it's Dolph)
For ten consecutive years, I have been determining the prices for high-quality marijuana, I promise, it's Dolph
I got your bitch lookin' for Flipper (where he at?)
I have your woman searching for me, wanting to be with me
I let her ride like a bicycle (ah)
I allow her to have sex with me multiple times, like riding a bicycle
I pulled out and bust on her dimples (ah)
I ejaculated and released semen on her dimples
Quarter milli' for this Richard (Mille)
I paid 250,000 dollars for this Richard Mille watch
I had to run up them digits (run it up)
I had to aggressively increase my earnings
Niggas know that I'm the sickest (for real)
People recognize that I am the best and most skilled, no doubt
Bitches know that I'm the littest
Women are aware that I am the most exciting and popular
Whip my dick out and piss on your feelings (for real)
I figuratively urinate on your emotions, disregarding and disrespecting them completely
I heard that lil' nigga from Memphis (okay)
I learned about that small guy from Memphis, alright
I heard he used to trap in Fendi (okay)
I heard he used to sell drugs while wearing expensive Fendi clothing, alright
I heard he went to jail in a Bentley (okay)
I heard he got imprisoned while driving a luxurious Bentley car, alright
Straps with me in New York City (uh)
I carry guns with me in New York City for protection and defense, uh
Lil' black nigga with all this fuckin' paper on me, man
I'm a young and wealthy black man with a significant amount of money on my person, man
What the fuck they mean, man?
What do they really mean, man?
I can't go out like that (uh), huh, hold up
I refuse to go out in a certain manner, wait a moment
Bangin' L's, swangin' scales (what?)
Engaging in drug-related activities, swinging the weighing scales around
Shakin', got residue in my nails (what?)
Nervous, as there are drug remnants under my fingernails
Started gettin' real money, we bustin' bales
Once we started earning a significant amount of money, we began distributing large quantities of drugs
Everybody on the floor know the smell, uh
Everyone on the street recognizes the distinct smell associated with our drug trade, uh
Dropped out of high school
I left high school without completing my education
Had to start bringin' my Glock, couldn't show and tell, uh (pussy)
I had to start carrying my gun, as I couldn't openly display or discuss it, uh (coward)
Big bro got life in the feds
My older brother received a life sentence in the federal prison system
Can't talk on the phone, but he know it's well
He is unable to have phone conversations, but he is aware of my situation
Walked out the trap with a big ol' bag
I exited the drug house with a large bag full of drugs
'Til I pop in the house, I was on a seal (swerve)
I remained cautious and attentive until I safely returned home, maintaining my guard
We was sinnin' on Sunday, that bitch in my hand
We were engaging in sinful activities on a Sunday, with a gun in my possession
But I'm sinnin' in my head, know I'm gon' prevail, uh
Although I have sinful thoughts, I am confident that I will ultimately succeed, uh
If I call her house phone, tell her bring that bitch out cocked, then my mama will (come on)
If I call her landline phone, instruct her to come out prepared, my mother will understand and support it, come on
I was eighteen, my OG seen me hop out the Benz or a Bonneville (bah)
When I was eighteen years old, my older gang mentor witnessed me getting out of a Benz car or a Bonneville vehicle
I bought a mansion, pop in that bitch fresh off a shootout, I'm hot as hell
I purchased a luxurious mansion, entering it immediately after a gunfight, still feeling intense heat
Shh, you gon' do some time, niggas probably tell
Hush, you are likely to serve a prison sentence, as others might inform on you
Fuck it, this the lifestyle, know I probably will
Regardless, this is the way of life I have chosen, and I am aware that I will likely end up in prison
I'm in New York with my nigga Dolph, he rockin' wop, but his neck on Gabbana still (uh)
I am in New York with my friend Dolph, he is wearing expensive jewelry, including a diamond necklace, but remaining stylish, uh
I'm rockin' Christian Dior with a bag full of blues (uh), all black but it's Prada still (swerve)
I am wearing fashionable Christian Dior clothing, carrying a bag full of drugs, all in black, but still maintaining my Prada style, swerving
I'm in the 'Raq, Benihana, don't eat at Hamada
I am in Iraq, dining at a Benihana restaurant, avoiding eating at Hamada's
See opp, he get probably killed (swerve)
If I spot an enemy, he will very likely be killed, swerving
Told lil' bro come out with me in Bali
I instructed my younger brother to join me on a trip to Bali
Get out the 'Raq, he might come near, catch a body still (shh)
Leave Iraq, as he might attack, potentially causing fatal harm, shh
I'll pull up on your home in a Lamb' smokin' out the sack
I will arrive at your residence in a Lamborghini, smoking marijuana
Arch her back, disappear, artifact (skrrt)
Make her bend her back, vanish, leaving only a memorable trace, skrrt
I ain't comin' with shit but my pipe and a box of Mags
I am not arriving with anything except my gun and a box of ammunition
Twenty on me, that's my starter pack
I have twenty thousand dollars on me, which is just the beginning of my financial resources
Gettin' too much money, we ain't tryna make arch-rivals
We are earning an excessive amount of money, not interested in creating enemies
You know we spark rides (bah)
You are aware that we instigate violence, getting in disagreements
I was outside and that's the reason we won battles
I was present and actively involved in conflicts, which explains our victories
Nigga, we weren't part-time
We were not casually involved, but fully committed
Got a youngin, he only send straight at you (seen 'em)
I have a young associate who will only target and attack you directly, seen him
You ain't never heard that snake rap? (Go get 'em)
You have never heard that deceptive talking? (Go after them)
On a nigga head, then we just can't catch you
If there is a bounty on someone's head, but we cannot capture you
Spin twice, mad as fuck, we went straight past you
We turned around twice, extremely angry, but completely bypassed you
Ever tried to kill a nigga just 'cause you had to?
Have you ever attempted to murder someone simply because you felt compelled to do so?
Meetin' up in the clubhouse like Rascals (huh?)
Gathering in the secret meeting place like mischievous individuals, huh?
Everybody rich as fuck, ain't nothin' past due
Everyone is extremely wealthy, with no outstanding debts or obligations
I could go grab a M from my mama pad too
I can easily obtain a million dollars from my mother's residence as well
Let me see what you gon' do, we could team-tag two
Show me what you are capable of, and we can work together as a duo
Oh, you ain't with the shit, have somebody blast you
Oh, you are not cut out for this dangerous lifestyle, so someone else will shoot you
Kel-Tec on my lap, if God bless you, I tag you
I have a Kel-Tec gun on my lap, and if I receive a divine blessing, I will shoot you
Have you fillin' the bag with your fast food (pussy)
I will make you stuff a bag with your fast food, implying that you will defecate in fear (coward)
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Written by: Adolph Thornton Jr., Herbert Wright
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