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On my own
On my own 
On my own 
On my own

Hella soon 
Hella quick 
Im well equipped 
Not a grip
Its a whip 
Its a dash

Bitch Im lashing on shit

Niggas talking shit 
All on my dick 
I be chillen wit my niggas 
In my V6 
Yeah that's my shit 
Pussy u gone die sick 
Had a 9 
But I switch for

I don't know if I'll ever fall in love again
Let me go cause I ain't tryna be your friend
All alone yeah I just want this shit to end
Man I really

I'd ever make a motherfuckin' track like this
But I just woke up and I'm six feet deep
And I'm crucified; mortified in all the best ways
Oh shit
The god

Jumped off the porch and now I'm back to it
The last time it ended s**t was cloudy but the sun came out
And dried it up and so I passed through it

Money Make the world go round no doubt about it living in The struggle shit tell me about
Money make the world go round that shit for real make You

I ain't tryna see no AOT no MHA tonight
I want that cute shit
Yeah that me and you shit
That couple goals
Make your heart go
Doki doki yeah that feel

Uhhhh
They don't compare yeah yeah
It's so unfair you know it's air 
Oh girl I swear yeah yeah
And you best leave all that shit there with all that

know i'm the shit
Got my pockets so swollen cruisin in my whip
See these bitches I don't know em but they know i'm the shit
And they know they know
They

this our year
Bout to fuck your bitch to this shit right here
Hit twice and you know I Houdini disappear
Diamonds midnight, black as shit
Why ya shit

I just wanna make it, do a show and shit
Turn up the crowd, get the venue lit
Let them all know who I'm rollin' with
Soon as me and my gang step up

feel like Trae The Truth
Cause I can not help that by nature we assholes
You stuck on some petty shit
And I ain't stunting it unless it's the cash flow

it's all done uh 
I just hope that they uh yea 
Remember me huh yea 
Remember the name uh 
What I did for the Fame uh 
Did a lotta shit yea
Did a lotta

I'm on that twisted statistic
Spitting wicked sick shit
You's a lil bitch
So we call ourselves Lil Bitch, bitch
Twisted statistic
Spitting wicked

ALEXX
Nah nah nah
Nah na-na-na-na nah
Nah nah
Man, you talking all this shit
Made me question what I did
But bitch I'm off the grid, off the grid,

Run it up
Sellin drugs
Sippin Mud
Flex up show it
Dese niggas be lying be sellin dreams
I smoke out the bag that shit help me think
I count up this

Fuck everything, Ion' give a fuck I'ma mo'fuckin hang
All of this shit in my head got me going mo'fuckin insane, tie my neck up with a chain
Blow out

Pussy fucked up I ain't really with that fuck shit
Talkin out ya neck sinkin ships with them loose lips
Talkin like you bout it you ain't really

(Swats on the beat so you know this shit slaps)
Can't slow me down, I hopped over the clearing
Make an impact they'll remember this perseverance

This shit is too easy
That's just the hook that comes with it
This shit is too easy
Slow down bitches, Slo-slow down bitches

Clever and nice, moving

I don't give a fuck about a bitch 
Cuz that bitch gonna switch
That's the price of this shit
When you living like this
So I stand tall 
10 toes down

Damn
Damn
Damn
Damn 
Damn I remember back in the day 
A nigga ain't have shit 
Now I have shit 
Fucking bad hoes and shit
And I'm tryna stay humble

Yea 
Look 
I just wanna get rich
Pull up in some sick shit
I’ma fuck a bad bitch
Swagga on Drip Drip
Yea 
Look 
I just wanna get rich
Pull up in some

of our young black men behind bars
Murders being justified 
Because of the way the view us 
Mothers having to bury their kids at 16
Shit 
I don't know no