My Own
I been trapping round the city
Gotta Bag it on my own
Cash is all my own
Tell me I ain't wrong
Gotta burner on my hip
Know they love to catch me slipping
Pigs is always tripping, I'm just handling my business
I had tunnel vision since 14
The vision always been more cream
Same clique no old teams
Ain't shit without my OG's
Bitches switched got cold feet
Now that Richard Millie just a old piece
Made my niggas richer with no fees
I need All my meds by the O-Z
Living how they never taught me
It's been hard to learn these lessons
Family out here stressing
Last thing that i wanted
Gotta manifest these blessings
I got plenty texts and questions
Like it's any threats cant touch em
I need benny jets and more hundreds
I been trapping round the city
Gotta Bag it on my own
Cash is all my own
Tell me I ain't wrong
Gotta burner on my hip
Know they love to catch me slipping
Pigs is always tripping, I'm just handling my business
I had tunnel vision since 14
The vision always been more cream
Same clique no old teams
Ain't shit without my OG's
Bitches switched got cold feet
Now that Richard Millie just a old piece
Made my niggas richer with no fees
I need All my meds by the O-Z
If it's any less I don't want it
Lifestyle to the maximum
I do life now to put a cap in em
I been running on this marathon
They ain't really got the laps in em
All my songs going platinum
Broke as fuck they'd laugh at 'em
Life was frugal with them spicy noodles
How to get the whole family rich some shit that I always google
Maui wowi in Honolulu
Ball like sports should be on the Hulu
I'm tryna elevate my niggaz like I'm Shaka Zulu
Used to rock the FUBU
Used to pop the tool to drop them fools
Yeah That glock'll school you
I'm not the fool you once mighta called
I've evolved Into a shooting star
This for my niggaz out there trapping and be hooping hard
No clueless bars
I Gave the game my passion and it grew my heart, yeah
I been trapping round the city
Gotta Bag it on my own
Cash is all my own
Tell me I ain't wrong
Gotta burner on my hip
Know they love to catch me slipping
Pigs is always tripping, I'm just handling my business
I had tunnel vision since 14
The vision always been more cream
Same clique no old teams
Ain't shit without my OG's
Bitches switched got cold feet
Now that Richard Millie just a old piece
Made my niggas richer with no fees
I need All my meds by the O-Z
Gotta Bag it on my own
Cash is all my own
Tell me I ain't wrong
Gotta burner on my hip
Know they love to catch me slipping
Pigs is always tripping, I'm just handling my business
I had tunnel vision since 14
The vision always been more cream
Same clique no old teams
Ain't shit without my OG's
Bitches switched got cold feet
Now that Richard Millie just a old piece
Made my niggas richer with no fees
I need All my meds by the O-Z
Living how they never taught me
It's been hard to learn these lessons
Family out here stressing
Last thing that i wanted
Gotta manifest these blessings
I got plenty texts and questions
Like it's any threats cant touch em
I need benny jets and more hundreds
I been trapping round the city
Gotta Bag it on my own
Cash is all my own
Tell me I ain't wrong
Gotta burner on my hip
Know they love to catch me slipping
Pigs is always tripping, I'm just handling my business
I had tunnel vision since 14
The vision always been more cream
Same clique no old teams
Ain't shit without my OG's
Bitches switched got cold feet
Now that Richard Millie just a old piece
Made my niggas richer with no fees
I need All my meds by the O-Z
If it's any less I don't want it
Lifestyle to the maximum
I do life now to put a cap in em
I been running on this marathon
They ain't really got the laps in em
All my songs going platinum
Broke as fuck they'd laugh at 'em
Life was frugal with them spicy noodles
How to get the whole family rich some shit that I always google
Maui wowi in Honolulu
Ball like sports should be on the Hulu
I'm tryna elevate my niggaz like I'm Shaka Zulu
Used to rock the FUBU
Used to pop the tool to drop them fools
Yeah That glock'll school you
I'm not the fool you once mighta called
I've evolved Into a shooting star
This for my niggaz out there trapping and be hooping hard
No clueless bars
I Gave the game my passion and it grew my heart, yeah
I been trapping round the city
Gotta Bag it on my own
Cash is all my own
Tell me I ain't wrong
Gotta burner on my hip
Know they love to catch me slipping
Pigs is always tripping, I'm just handling my business
I had tunnel vision since 14
The vision always been more cream
Same clique no old teams
Ain't shit without my OG's
Bitches switched got cold feet
Now that Richard Millie just a old piece
Made my niggas richer with no fees
I need All my meds by the O-Z
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Lyons
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