On Our Own

Young Moe, Fat Trel, Kevin Gates

Imma be alright on my own When I need em' they don’t pick up the phone When all the money and the bitches be gone Everybody disappears like a ghost So Imma be a shadow Can’t nobody see me 'cause I’m Living like a genie I’m living like the devil my Brother tell me Imma demon 'Cause I’m spreading all this semen but I’m trying to get to heaven I’m dodging all these haters While I’m trying to get these papers So I gotta keep a weapon Constipated - everything that I Eat get regurgitated Contemplating - robbing my dog for Not popping it off Snort and roamed together Ran in homes together He a bitch Imma shoot up his car Lay low and stalk him snub head revolver Sat in a cell - ain’t pick Up when I called him Could of swore when I spoke To the woman I love In the background that I heard him talking Black and brown let the rottweiler loose Drank by myself this is my shot of goose Watch out don’t cock it when I got a tool Crick Go to popping - not talking about shoes Latrell on the line he say Kevin I love ya It was boss I said I love you Too bought a new crib in Atlanta Flippin' in my Panamera slug to get at me You who want static I might Boobie Black you Catch you on Beaver Street Black booby trap you Gold on my neck bitch, I’m out of my mind Built for that gangster shit And I’ll do time Flight canceled, how dare a nigga Even say he saved me, no life jacket Imma be alright on my own When I need em' they don’t pick up the phone When all the money and the bitches be gone Everybody disappears like a ghost So Imma be a shadow Can’t nobody see me 'cause I’m Living like a genie I’m living like the devil my Brother tell me Imma demon 'Cause I’m spreading all this semen but I’m trying to get to heaven I’m dodging all these haters While I’m trying to get these papers So I gotta keep a weapon Acting like I don’t be fucking with bitches When really I need em for money Sleeping with me - ain’t no sleeping for free I’m a need me a fifty and I told him I got him - I lied I shot him he died - she cried I needed it to stay alive They seein' the hurt in my eyes Rolling with bricks and Rolex On my wrist and the police Is thinking I stole em Let em' release me it’s over My studio and my stove My young niggas my soldiers My bad bitches with Rovers My plug with me in the Porsche truck When they see his face - all the whores fuck I’m tired nigga - no lie nigga Thirty shot four five nigga Red dot yo eye nigga Imma 'bout a homicide nigga Liquor with me when I ride nigga Gun on top of my thighs nigga Bad bitch said she love my eye With the pack stashed in her thigh nigga That’s right nigga Imma be alright on my own When I need em' they don’t pick up the phone When all the money and the bitches be gone Everybody disappears like a ghost So Imma be a shadow Can’t nobody see me 'cause I’m Living like a genie I’m living like the devil my Brother tell me Imma demon 'Cause I’m spreading all this semen but I’m trying to get to heaven I’m dodging all these haters While I’m trying to get these papers So I gotta keep a weapon Ain’t nobody going to be around When yo pockets prolly on e Ain’t no bros beside me That don’t be hiding when all These problems get deep Man - they been with me since we was flithy And now we supposed to be eating They popping out - so I’m cropping out And I’m photoshopping my peoples Scraping up money ain’t taking it from me I’m working like I got a job I’m making it ugly - you running up on me I’m turning like I was a knob My niggas been hurting I pull up the curtain And give it up without a problem I’m needed alone - and they gone And they was just blowing me up like a bomb I don’t be needing nobody’s help Holding me up like I got a belt Rather be stuck in the cold Then be told to give up and Then watching my body melt I’m living my life Rather be riding a bike and be in the streets With nothing to eat with my peoples They putting it all in the mike Imma be alright on my own When I need em' they don’t pick up the phone When all the money and the bitches be gone Everybody disappears like a ghost So Imma be a shadow Can’t nobody see me 'cause I’m Living like a genie I’m living like the devil my Brother tell me Imma demon 'Cause I’m spreading all this semen but I’m trying to get to heaven I’m dodging all these haters While I’m trying to get these papers So I gotta keep a weapon

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