Once Upon A Time
SOB X RBE Lyrics


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Once upon a time, I was broke, but I'm rich now
Used to travel with my legs, I got whips now
Chain cost a dub, I'm a lick now
But it cost to get to me, I'm a trick now
Ain't no dick for the free, I ain't a mixtape
Four-five got kick, it's a sensei
If I gotta take a chance, I'ma risk take
And if the bitch get cut, I'm a band-aid
Let me beat it up, like it's Rodney King
And if I don't fuck with blue, then it's probably jeans
And if I only hit it once, then you probably fiend
You be dreamin' 'bout that shit, like you Dr. King
I'll let this Glock spit, like the llama said
T.O. it's only three of me, that's what them commas said
"Stay on these niggas throat", what my momma said
Nigga you don't want smoke, like the doctor said
If I gotta make a choice, I won't pick it
If that shit ain't fire, I won't hit it
If you talkin' out your mouth, I won't listen
But if it's bout the bag, I'ma give you all attention
I hope you a swimmer, when you swimmin' with the fishes
I know you a giver, how you spend it on them bitches
I just want the facts, you be givin' your opinions
Let the blind lead the blind, 'cause you do not got a vision
Two routes for a nigga, either dead or in prision
Unless you make your own, ain't no way up out them trenches
Gotta keep your mouth closed, keep your eyes open
I be smilin' while I'm shootin', but I'm not jokin'
And my mind on the meal, how I'm not focused?
And this Glock ain't concealed, 'cause the Glock pokin'
And my loaf too big, I can not fold it
And if the back too good, I can not hold it
Like a light skinned, thick bitch, wit her hair tied
Nigga this ain't twitter in them streets, you ain't verified
Nigga we be slidin' when it's beef, ain't no scary guy
Nigga with this Glock I'm a creep, and I'm a married guy
I ain't playin' with no nigga, this ain't Playstation
Nigga, God don't like ugly, now your face taken
Me and Monty in the Porsche truck, drag racin'
And if you ever see me runnin', I was bag chasin'

Once upon a time, I was broke, but the tables turned
Now if it ain't about a check, then it's barely heard
Don't let your bitch leave the house if you care for her
And I won't do a verse, if you don't pay to work
Fuck talkin' crazy, nigga show me that you active
Bitch in real life, on them songs he a savage
Glock always stay in my drawls, it's a ratchet
When I tell a bitch she gotta cut, she the saddest
Nigga you ain't on my head, you just talkin' head
Sneak dissin' ass nigga, you the walkin' dead
Any bitch want this dick, then she got to beg
If you ain't runnin' up a bag, nigga bite lead
If the bitch want rounds, I'm the bed breaker
When the rounds over with, she a leg shaker
Only gunnin' for your top, I'm a leg saver
Before you meet the life maker, meet the dead maker
If some niggas talk crazy, I can't wait to see
Glock like a big booty, I can't wait to squeeze
Used to try to play sports, now we play for keys
Gang full of hot heads, let 'em play with heat
You the type of nigga pull a skit with your clip full
Leave the skit, come back with your clip full
Nigga when we slide, we don't miss, bullets hit fools
Switch on the Glock and the kick on jujitsu
Send a shot over here, better not miss
'Cause if you do and we slide, you gon' be missed
What's goin' on in my mind? Try and read this
Bitch you guessed it, I'm a demon and I keep clips
Bitch! And I use 'em all
Already lost my mind, I'll lose it all
Only smile when I think what I'ma do to y'all




Put my team on my back, I can't lose the ball
Bitch!

Overall Meaning

In "Once Upon a Time," SOB X RBE's Yhung T.O. explores his rise from poverty to riches, discussing his experiences as a talented young artist on the come-up. His lyrics reflect his frustration with the notion of overnight successβ€”he implies he worked hard for what he has. He also suggests that he no longer worries about trivial things, instead choosing to focus on securing the bag and keeping a tight circle of trustworthy friends.


Yung T.O. begins with the proclamation that he used to be poor but is rich now, and that he used to travel by foot but has since upgraded to cars. Yung T.O. highlights the cost of his success and the fact that people are willing to pay for his company. He warns those who are not willing to pay for it that they won't get any quality time with him. The lyrics highlight the importance of recognizing the value of people's skills and hard work by attributing his success to his dedication to music.


Throughout the song, Yung T.O.'s lyrics reflect his confidence in himself, his abilities, and the people around him. He mentions his mother's advice to always persevere through adversity, advising others to keep their eyes open, mouths closed, and minds focused on their goals, whatever they may be.


Line by Line Meaning

Once upon a time, I was broke, but I'm rich now
In the past, I didn't have much money, but now I am financially successful


Used to travel with my legs, I got whips now
I used to walk, but now I have luxury cars


Chain cost a dub, I'm a lick now
My necklace is expensive, I am successful


But it cost to get to me, I'm a trick now
People have to spend money to be around me, I am in high demand


Ain't no dick for the free, I ain't a mixtape
I don't give away my services or time for free


Four-five got kick, it's a sensei
My .45 caliber gun has a strong recoil, it's like a martial arts master


If I gotta take a chance, I'ma risk take
If I have to take a risk, I will do it


And if the bitch get cut, I'm a band-aid
If a woman gets hurt, I'll be there to support and protect her


Let me beat it up, like it's Rodney King
Let me have intense and passionate sex with you, just like Rodney King was violently beaten


And if I don't fuck with blue, then it's probably jeans
If I don't associate with law enforcement, then it's likely that I wear blue jeans


And if I only hit it once, then you probably fiend
If I have only had sex with someone once, then they probably crave more


You be dreamin' 'bout that shit, like you Dr. King
You fantasize about that experience, just like how Martin Luther King Jr. dreamed of equality


I'll let this Glock spit, like the llama said
I'll allow my Glock firearm to shoot, just like a talking llama suggested


T.O. it's only three of me, that's what them commas said
In my neighborhood, there are only three people like me, that's what the money symbols in my bank account told me


"Stay on these niggas throat", what my momma said
My mother's advice is to constantly be aggressive and dominant towards others


Nigga you don't want smoke, like the doctor said
You definitely don't want any problems or confrontations, just like a doctor warned you


If I gotta make a choice, I won't pick it
If I have to make a decision, I won't hesitate to do so


If that shit ain't fire, I won't hit it
If something isn't excellent or impressive, I won't waste my time on it


If you talkin' out your mouth, I won't listen
If you are saying things that are not meaningful or important, I won't pay attention


But if it's bout the bag, I'ma give you all attention
But if it's about money or financial gain, I will pay full attention to it


I hope you a swimmer, when you swimmin' with the fishes
I hope you are able to navigate dangerous situations, just like a fish swimming in water


I know you a giver, how you spend it on them bitches
I know you are generous, as you spend your money on women


I just want the facts, you be givin' your opinions
I am only interested in objective information, while you provide subjective viewpoints


Let the blind lead the blind, 'cause you do not got a vision
Allow those who are ignorant or inexperienced to guide each other, because you lack foresight or a clear plan


Two routes for a nigga, either dead or in prision
There are only two paths for someone like me, either ending up dead or incarcerated


Unless you make your own, ain't no way up out them trenches
Unless you create your own opportunities, there's no escape from difficult or unfavorable situations


Gotta keep your mouth closed, keep your eyes open
You must remain silent and aware of your surroundings


I be smilin' while I'm shootin', but I'm not jokin'
I may have a smile on my face while doing something dangerous, but I am not kidding around


And my mind on the meal, how I'm not focused?
How could I not be focused when my mind is constantly thinking about money and success?


And this Glock ain't concealed, 'cause the Glock pokin'
I don't hide my gun, because it's easily visible and ready for use


And my loaf too big, I can not fold it
My wealth or success is too substantial, I cannot disrupt or diminish it


And if the back too good, I can not hold it
If the sexual experience or money is too enjoyable, I cannot resist or keep it to myself


Like a light skinned, thick bitch, wit her hair tied
Similar to a fair-skinned, curvy woman with her hair in a ponytail


Nigga this ain't twitter in them streets, you ain't verified
In the dangerous streets, you don't have the validation or legitimacy you claim to have on social media platform like Twitter


Nigga we be slidin' when it's beef, ain't no scary guy
We take action and retaliate when there's a conflict, we are not afraid


Nigga with this Glock I'm a creep, and I'm a married guy
With this Glock firearm, I move stealthily like a creep, even though I am committed to someone


I ain't playin' with no nigga, this ain't Playstation
I am not joking or messing around with anyone, this is real life and not a video game


Nigga, God don't like ugly, now your face taken
God punishes those who do evil or deceitful acts, now your face is harmed


Me and Monty in the Porsche truck, drag racin'
Me and my associate Monty are speeding and competing in a Porsche truck


And if you ever see me runnin', I was bag chasin'
If you witness me running, it's because I am pursuing money and opportunities


Once upon a time, I was broke, but the tables turned
In the past, I didn't have much money, but now my fortune has changed


Now if it ain't about a check, then it's barely heard
If a situation or conversation isn't focused on money, it is not given much attention


Don't let your bitch leave the house if you care for her
If you truly care for your partner, you should not allow her to go out alone


And I won't do a verse, if you don't pay to work
I will not provide a rap verse or collaborate if you are not willing to pay for my services


Fuck talkin' crazy, nigga show me that you active
Don't just talk about being tough or dangerous, prove it with your actions


Bitch in real life, on them songs he a savage
In reality, the person is weak or cowardly, but portrays themselves as tough in their music


Glock always stay in my drawls, it's a ratchet
I always keep my Glock firearm in my underwear, it's like a promiscuous woman


When I tell a bitch she gotta cut, she the saddest
When I inform a woman that she can no longer be involved with me, she becomes incredibly upset


Nigga you ain't on my head, you just talkin' head
You don't have any power or control over me, you're just making empty threats


Sneak dissin' ass nigga, you the walkin' dead
You are a person who subtly disrespects or criticizes others, you are basically already dead


Any bitch want this dick, then she got to beg
If a woman desires to have sexual intercourse with me, she will have to plead or beg for it


If you ain't runnin' up a bag, nigga bite lead
If you are not actively seeking money or success, you are wasting your time


If the bitch want rounds, I'm the bed breaker
If a woman desires multiple sessions of sex, I am capable of providing it until she can no longer continue


When the rounds over with, she a leg shaker
Once the sexual activity is finished, she will experience intense pleasure or physical shaking


Only gunnin' for your top, I'm a leg saver
I am only aiming for your head, as it will save your legs from being injured or killed


Before you meet the life maker, meet the dead maker
Before you experience joy or success, you will encounter devastation or failure


If some niggas talk crazy, I can't wait to see
If certain individuals speak irrationally or provocatively, I am eager to witness the consequences they face


Glock like a big booty, I can't wait to squeeze
My Glock firearm is as alluring as a large buttocks, I am impatient to shoot it


Used to try to play sports, now we play for keys
In the past, we attempted to pursue athletic careers, but now we engage in criminal activities for money


Gang full of hot heads, let 'em play with heat
Our group is filled with hotheaded individuals, allow them to handle firearms and engage in violence


You the type of nigga pull a skit with your clip full
You are the kind of person who threatens others or causes chaos with a loaded gun


Leave the skit, come back with your clip full
You temporarily leave the scene, only to return with another loaded gun


Nigga when we slide, we don't miss, bullets hit fools
When we take action or attack, we don't fail to harm our targets, bullets hit foolish individuals


Switch on the Glock and the kick on jujitsu
I activate the safety switch on the Glock firearm and utilize the art of jujitsu to handle confrontations


Send a shot over here, better not miss
If you decide to shoot in our direction, you better ensure you don't miss your target


'Cause if you do and we slide, you gon' be missed
Because if you fail to hit us and we retaliate, you will end up harmed or dead


What's goin' on in my mind? Try and read this
What's happening in my thoughts? Attempt to understand or decipher them


Bitch you guessed it, I'm a demon and I keep clips
You guessed correctly, I am a malicious and dangerous person, and I possess multiple firearms


Bitch! And I use 'em all
And I use all of my firearms


Already lost my mind, I'll lose it all
I have already lost my sanity, I am willing to risk and sacrifice everything


Only smile when I think what I'ma do to y'all
I only find joy or happiness when I contemplate the harm or vengeance I will inflict upon others


Put my team on my back, I can't lose the ball
I carry the responsibility and burden of my team's success, I cannot fail or let them down


Bitch!




Lyrics Β© Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jabbar Brown, Juwon Lee, Luxton Park, Noel Pagan, Wayman Barrow

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@DJStyles

I love these kids. Their dedication to sampling 80s is nice. They sound just like what Bay Area should sound like in 2018. Slappin!

@roseparkniggaz

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@burstss

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Daboii and Ezale need to collab on an album.. shit would go hella hard

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