ONCE UPON A TIME
T.C.X. 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
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!
The lyrics of T.C.X.'s song "Once Upon A Time" speak to his journey from a place of poverty to a position of wealth and power. He talks about the sacrifices and risks he took to get to where he is now. He also touches on the topics of loyalty, betrayal, and power dynamics that come with success. T.C.X. uses vivid and at times violent imagery to convey his message, like when he talks about beating someone up like Rodney King or using a gun to creep on his enemies.
The song reflects the harsh realities of life on the streets and the code of conduct that governs it. T.C.X.'s lyrics paint a picture of a world where survival is key, and the end justifies the means. The refrain "Once upon a time" suggests that what follows is a cautionary tale of sorts, reminding listeners that success can come at a price and that getting to the top means that you have to watch your back.
Line by Line Meaning
Once upon a time, I was broke, but I'm rich now
In the past, I was financially struggling, but now I am wealthy
Used to travel with my legs, I got whips now
I used to walk everywhere, but now I have luxury cars
Chain cost a dub, I'm a lick now
My chain cost a lot of money, now I am successful
But it cost to get to me, I'm a trick now
Now people have to pay to spend time with me, I am in high demand
Ain't no dick for the free, I ain't a mixtape
I don't give my time or attention for free, I am valuable
Four-five got kick, it's a sensei
My gun is powerful and I am highly skilled with it
If I gotta take a chance, I'ma risk take
If I need to take a risk, I am willing to do it
And if the bitch get cut, I'm a band-aid
If a woman gets hurt, I am there to comfort her
Let me beat it up, like it's Rodney King
Let me have sex with her aggressively
And if I don't fuck with blue, then it's probably jeans
If I don't associate with the police, it's likely because of my loyalty to my gang
And if I only hit it once, then you probably fiend
If I only had sex with her once, she is probably addicted to me
You be dreamin' 'bout that shit, like you Dr. King
You fantasize about that situation, like Martin Luther King Jr. dreamed of equality
I'll let this Glock spit, like the llama said
I will shoot my gun aggressively, as if it were a dangerous animal
T.O. it's only three of me, that's what them commas said
In Toronto, there are only a few people like me, and my wealth confirms it
"Stay on these niggas throat", what my momma said
My mother told me to always pursue success relentlessly
Nigga you don't want smoke, like the doctor said
You don't want any problems or conflicts, like a doctor advising against smoking
If I gotta make a choice, I won't pick it
If I have to make a difficult decision, I may choose not to make one
If that shit ain't fire, I won't hit it
If something is not impressive or exciting, I won't bother with it
If you talkin' out your mouth, I won't listen
If you are speaking negatively or disrespectfully, I will ignore you
But if it's bout the bag, I'ma give you all attention
But if it is about money, I will pay full attention
I hope you a swimmer, when you swimmin' with the fishes
I hope you can survive and handle the dangerous situations you involve yourself in
I know you a giver, how you spend it on them bitches
I know you are generous, you spend your money on women
I just want the facts, you be givin' your opinions
I only want the truth, you often provide your subjective opinions
Let the blind lead the blind, 'cause you do not got a vision
Let ignorant people guide other ignorant people, because you lack foresight
Two routes for a nigga, either dead or in prision
There are only two outcomes for people like me, either death or imprisonment
Unless you make your own, ain't no way up out them trenches
Unless you create your own opportunities, there is no way to escape difficult circumstances
Gotta keep your mouth closed, keep your eyes open
You must remain silent and observant in order to navigate dangerous situations
I be smilin' while I'm shootin', but I'm not jokin'
I may appear happy while engaging in violence, but I am serious
And my mind on the meal, how I'm not focused?
I am constantly thinking about making money, so how can I not be focused?
And this Glock ain't concealed, 'cause the Glock pokin'
I am openly carrying my gun, it is visible and ready to use
And my loaf too big, I can not fold it
I have such a large amount of money, I can't hide or diminish it
And if the back too good, I can not hold it
If the sexual experience is too pleasurable, I can't control myself
Like a light skinned, thick bitch, wit her hair tied
Similar to a light-skinned, curvy woman with her hair in a ponytail
Nigga this ain't twitter in them streets, you ain't verified
This is not a social media platform, if you are not respected or proven in the streets
Nigga we be slidin' when it's beef, ain't no scary guy
When there is a conflict, we will swiftly take action, we are not afraid
Nigga with this Glock I'm a creep, and I'm a married guy
With my gun, I move stealthily and I am committed to my lifestyle
I ain't playin' with no nigga, this ain't Playstation
I am not joking or fooling around, this is not a video game
Nigga, God don't like ugly, now your face taken
God punishes those who behave badly, now you have been physically harmed
Me and Monty in the Porsche truck, drag racin'
My friend Monty and I are racing in a luxury Porsche truck
And if you ever see me runnin', I was bag chasin'
If you see me running, it is because I am pursuing money
Once upon a time, I was broke, but the tables turned
In the past, I was poor, but now my circumstances have significantly improved
Now if it ain't about a check, then it's barely heard
If a conversation or situation doesn't involve 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 woman, you wouldn't let her go out and potentially get into trouble
And I won't do a verse, if you don't pay to work
I refuse to provide my talent or services unless I am paid for it
Fuck talkin' crazy, nigga show me that you active
I don't want to hear empty boasts, I want to see action and proof
Bitch in real life, on them songs he a savage
In reality, the person is not as tough as they portray in their music
Glock always stay in my drawls, it's a ratchet
I always carry a gun, it is a cheap and easily accessible weapon
When I tell a bitch she gotta cut, she the saddest
When I break ties with a woman, she feels heartbroken
Nigga you ain't on my head, you just talkin' head
You are not a real threat to me, you are only making empty threats
Sneak dissin' ass nigga, you the walkin' dead
You are openly disrespecting me behind my back, you are as good as dead
Any bitch want this dick, then she got to beg
Any woman who desires to have sex with me must plead for it
If you ain't runnin' up a bag, nigga bite lead
If you are not focused on making money, you will face negative consequences
If the bitch want rounds, I'm the bed breaker
If a woman desires multiple sexual encounters, I am capable of satisfying her
When the rounds over with, she a leg shaker
After the sexual encounter is finished, she will experience intense pleasure
Only gunnin' for your top, I'm a leg saver
I am only aiming for your head, I am saving your body from harm
Before you meet the life maker, meet the dead maker
Before you experience a successful or fulfilling life, you may face death
If some niggas talk crazy, I can't wait to see
If some people disrespect me, I eagerly anticipate their comeuppance
Glock like a big booty, I can't wait to squeeze
I am excited to shoot my gun, it gives me pleasure
Used to try to play sports, now we play for keys
In the past, I attempted to play sports, but now I engage in illegal activities for money
Gang full of hot heads, let 'em play with heat
My group is full of highly aggressive individuals, let them handle the dangerous tasks
You the type of nigga pull a skit with your clip full
You are the type of person who threatens others with a loaded gun
Leave the skit, come back with your clip full
You leave the situation and return with more ammunition
Nigga when we slide, we don't miss, bullets hit fools
When we retaliate, we are extremely accurate and our bullets harm our enemies
Switch on the Glock and the kick on jujitsu
I switch the firing mode on my gun and apply jujitsu-like techniques
Send a shot over here, better not miss
If you shoot in my direction, you better hit 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 not survive
What's goin' on in my mind? Try and read this
There are many complex thoughts and emotions in my mind, try to understand me
Bitch you guessed it, I'm a demon and I keep clips
You correctly guessed it, I am a malevolent person and I possess multiple firearms
Bitch! And I use 'em all
And I use all of them effectively
Already lost my mind, I'll lose it all
I have already lost my sanity, I am willing to lose everything for my lifestyle
Only smile when I think what I'ma do to y'all
I only find joy when I contemplate the harm I will cause to others
Put my team on my back, I can't lose the ball
I carry the responsibility of my team, I cannot fail
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jabbar Brown, Juwon Lee, Luxton Park, Noel Pagan, Wayman Barrow
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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