On My Own - DC YOUNG FLY

Let me talk to these niggas right quick

Hey J.O.N

Woah, look, these niggas be hating

These niggas be talkin' like they really 'bout it, these niggas be fake

I got some work to do stay in my lane

I prayed to the Lord, 'cause I needed help, yeah I needed change

in jail, only spend thirty days in the cell

Let you know that I’m thrown off the shelf

Don’t make me come off of these shelves

Wasn’t movin' no kilos or serving no bails

Just a couple ounces up on the scale

Break it down I’ma serve it to

Ain’t nothin you could tell me 'bout bein' a player, nigga

Yeah, on my own

I was standin' on a block on my own

Ran from the cops on my own

It was beef, loaded Glocks, bust some shots, to the top

On my own, on my own

I was standin' on a block on my own

Ran from the cops on my own

It was beef, loaded Glocks, bust some shots, to the top

On my own