On My Own

You know I did this on my own
In the basement and we cookin on the phone
She hit my line I said "hoe leave me alone"
You with me now but where was you when I was broke

Hold up

You say you love me I don't think you did
You say you loyal now I see you at my homie's crib
Play with my heart, I don't give a shit
Fuck out my face before this shit be turning dangerous

I told her fuck with me you gon' get this backhand
QC made this whole song on garageband
I don't need a lotta money, I just need some thoughts man
Now I'm turnin this shit into God's Plan

Okay I got my own views that you probably won't like
I live 10 miles out of town and I used to have to bike
Now whenever QC flies all that shit is private flights
When I step up in the club all the bitches want the pipe, woah

You know I did this on my own
In the basement and we cookin on the phone
She hit my line I said "hoe leave me alone"
You with me now but where was you when I was broke

Hold up

You say you love me I don't think you did
You say you loyal now I see you at my homie's crib
Play with my heart, I don't give a shit
Fuck out my face before this shit be turning dangerous

All these hoes just fuck me over
I was 18 when I got this damn clover
I be stayin lucky got my face up on a poster
Man I'm sellin' out shows ridin' round in my Rover

Y'all gon' think I'm crazy
My shit goin brazy
I just had to get up off my ass stop being lazy

Bitches comin' in
Where y'all whores been?
10 car garage
Where do I park my Benz?

Fuck these fake friends
Snappin' rubber bands
If you touch my money man you know I'm throwin hands

My bars go hard
Where my neighbors yard?
This shit already over but Yung QC goin hard



Credits
Writer(s): Quinton Brandt
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