On My Own
Show love to and put on
Treat niggas right and they still do you wron'
Show them to buy 'em what they want
Treat them hoes right and they still do you wron'
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I was 13 when I jumped out the porch
That the same year that I start sellin' dope-
That the same year that I cut my verse off-
That's the same year when I fucked my verse
14 years old they shipped me out the juke
15 years old in the trap with a hoosie
I had a point to go prove and I proved it
Most of these rappers they cap in they music
I live by the G code and I'm stickin' to it
I ain't got no choice but to motherf- do it
Do it for my lil' that I influence
If you gon' track them lil' get to it
All eyes on you, call and watch how you do it
Sometimes you gotta switch up on your mind
Never let a ni- know you wear a box
Never had no other bitch try
When you servin' better serve them with the scribe by
Count it up, send the money to the stash, I see
Better think bout the move that you made before you make 'em
Don't hand out no deals and don't give out no favors
You become a target when you gettin' paid for it
Your biggest fans become your biggest haters
The- ain't loyal, these bitches ain't faithful
Can't trust the- niggas and can't trust the-
Be plotting they want your position
I put it on feelins, I'm done being friendly
If I fu- with you, I fu- with you
It's love and loyalty, what's up with you
Show love to and put on
Treat niggas right and they still do you wron'
Show them to buy 'em what they want
Treat them hoes right and they still do you wron'
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I show you love like a brother, lil'-
I treated you like a brother, lil-
We both came about the gutter, lil'-
We both know about the struggle, lil'-
I had to hustle and save every penny
Ran up a bag and you still chasing bitches
I keep it a hundred, you just gave me fifty
To keep it one hundred, my stick got a fifty
Sometimes I feel like I keep it too real
If you been broke, dawg, then you know how I feel
Give it to y'all 'til ain't shit that's to give
The shit that they on I been doing it for years
When you take a ass and you come out a winner
It's kinda hard to pray when you still a sinner
It's time to eat and I'm cooking up dinner
You can be wrong and I'm still rocking with ya
I put in a whole lot of work with you-
Pull up with the mop and did dirt with you-
Sunday I prayed off in church with you-
I can't fuck with you like Hitler lil'-
I pay to do the that I am
I sacrifice and I got in the lam
Swiping these cars and I ain't gotta scam
Do what I do just for the fam not the gram
One thing about Drako, I'll always be silent
I know you hatin', you ain't gotta hide it
What's on your head, sit down, talk about it
If she actin', don't send that bitch off to college
They know I'm a g- and I always move solid
Feelin' like Master P, I'm 'bout to bite it
Don't talk about it if you don't live by it
G. Cole a nigga, live and die
Show love to and put on
Treat niggas right and they still do you wron'
Show love to bitches, buy 'em what they want
Treat them hoes right and they still do you wron'
I can do better my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
Treat niggas right and they still do you wron'
Show them to buy 'em what they want
Treat them hoes right and they still do you wron'
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I was 13 when I jumped out the porch
That the same year that I start sellin' dope-
That the same year that I cut my verse off-
That's the same year when I fucked my verse
14 years old they shipped me out the juke
15 years old in the trap with a hoosie
I had a point to go prove and I proved it
Most of these rappers they cap in they music
I live by the G code and I'm stickin' to it
I ain't got no choice but to motherf- do it
Do it for my lil' that I influence
If you gon' track them lil' get to it
All eyes on you, call and watch how you do it
Sometimes you gotta switch up on your mind
Never let a ni- know you wear a box
Never had no other bitch try
When you servin' better serve them with the scribe by
Count it up, send the money to the stash, I see
Better think bout the move that you made before you make 'em
Don't hand out no deals and don't give out no favors
You become a target when you gettin' paid for it
Your biggest fans become your biggest haters
The- ain't loyal, these bitches ain't faithful
Can't trust the- niggas and can't trust the-
Be plotting they want your position
I put it on feelins, I'm done being friendly
If I fu- with you, I fu- with you
It's love and loyalty, what's up with you
Show love to and put on
Treat niggas right and they still do you wron'
Show them to buy 'em what they want
Treat them hoes right and they still do you wron'
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I show you love like a brother, lil'-
I treated you like a brother, lil-
We both came about the gutter, lil'-
We both know about the struggle, lil'-
I had to hustle and save every penny
Ran up a bag and you still chasing bitches
I keep it a hundred, you just gave me fifty
To keep it one hundred, my stick got a fifty
Sometimes I feel like I keep it too real
If you been broke, dawg, then you know how I feel
Give it to y'all 'til ain't shit that's to give
The shit that they on I been doing it for years
When you take a ass and you come out a winner
It's kinda hard to pray when you still a sinner
It's time to eat and I'm cooking up dinner
You can be wrong and I'm still rocking with ya
I put in a whole lot of work with you-
Pull up with the mop and did dirt with you-
Sunday I prayed off in church with you-
I can't fuck with you like Hitler lil'-
I pay to do the that I am
I sacrifice and I got in the lam
Swiping these cars and I ain't gotta scam
Do what I do just for the fam not the gram
One thing about Drako, I'll always be silent
I know you hatin', you ain't gotta hide it
What's on your head, sit down, talk about it
If she actin', don't send that bitch off to college
They know I'm a g- and I always move solid
Feelin' like Master P, I'm 'bout to bite it
Don't talk about it if you don't live by it
G. Cole a nigga, live and die
Show love to and put on
Treat niggas right and they still do you wron'
Show love to bitches, buy 'em what they want
Treat them hoes right and they still do you wron'
I can do better my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
I can do better on my own
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Hecker, Calvin Dasher
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