Good on my own
(Cannot love a-)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my) ayy YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro
Hitmaka (yeah)
Yeah, I do not fuck with these niggas, I stay in my zone
I stay in my mode
Yeah, the shit that these niggas be braggin' about
I done did it before
And I know it's hurting they souls
Yeah, yeah, and I know it's hurting they souls (yeah)
Hey, I keep my shooter outside, he parked in the front
Don't know what these niggas be on
See, I do not trust these niggas, don't fuck with these niggas
I'm good on my own
Bring 'em like six M's on my lonely
Know I'm good on my own
They know that I'm good on my word
They talking the bread and price on they head
Girl, I only spinned that boy block 'cause they love me and they gonna do what I said
Boy ain't no pickin' or choosin', it's up with whoever 'til one of us dead
I tend to think 'bout my dead homies, I was thuggin', I could've been them
I got like twenty racks in my Amiri jeans, boy, I couldn't wait to win
Please let me know where he hiding
You say it's up, nigga, slide then
I couldn't believe how them bitches was treatin' me, I had to run it up
Yee, please keep them boys out my way 'cause you know that them niggas ain't one of us
Yee, I popped these Percs in my system for pain I know they gon' numb it up
Yeah, I lost myself in this shit, I don't know how but I had to backtrack
Yeah, I don't wanna hear 'bout no opp, we gon' wipe that boy nose, nigga, that's that
I was so broke in the trenches, I couldn't believe it was that bad
And please let me know if it's smoke, 'cause boy we on go
Yeah, I do not fuck with these niggas, I stay in my zone
I stay in my mode
Yeah, the shit that these niggas be braggin' about
I done did it before
And I know it's hurting they souls
Yeah, yeah, and I know it's hurting they souls (yeah)
Hey, I keep my shooter outside, he parked in the front
Don't know what these niggas be on
See I do not trust these niggas, don't fuck with these niggas
I'm good on my own
Bring 'em like six M's on my lonely
Know I'm good on my own
They know that I'm good on my word
They talking the bread and price on they head
(Cannot love a-)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)
(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)