On My Own
I'm on my own right now
I just tell the truth cuz I don't even care that much to lie
When times get tough babygirl I need you by my side
Just stay down with a nigga when it's time to ride
Gotta stay down for a nigga be my ride or die
Gotta keep my head up out here can't let my momma cry
I'm just stuck up in my ways reminiscing getting high
Looking at my past how they saying I'm the bad guy
Life done got easy on a nigga I don't gotta try
Gotta stay alert walking down the street in the Chi
Smoking all my pain away I fell in love with getting high
R.I.P my uncle man I miss you and my fucking guys
I'm really a demon but a angel in my momma eyes
Gotta watch yo homies cuz them niggas snakes in disguise
Vibing on the beat right now I know you hear the beat cry
Love you unc I miss you swear to God I was so surprised
I need a vacation somewhere nice to watch the sunrise
She never told the truth all the bitch did was tell lies
Feeling animosity from one of my allies
He was moving wrong got the whole gang compromised
That's why I don't fuck with niggas
Only like a couple niggas
Still watching my back cuz its niggas out here snaking niggas
Tryna get my pockets bigger, tryna do numbers
Run up on me wrong Ima hit him with that thunder oh
Tryna ball all summer oh
Sit back and watch the money come
Bitches tryna play me must not know that I'm not fucking dumb
Talking bad about my name nigga that's red rum
We might pull up on yo block and beat it like a fucking drum
He say he a killer well pussy nigga shake some
That lil nigga pussy that lil niggas ain't up on a crumb
Lost Zae and Nash swear to God made my heart numb
Long live my fallen, if heaven had phones lord knows I'll be calling
Do this shit for y'all, y'all the reason why I'm all in
Took a couple losses now a young nigga balling
Now a young nigga balling, shot calling
Drinking all this henny got me nauseous
Move around my city so cautious
Tryna make it to the top with the bosses
Uh, I'm finna switch it up
That lil boy a lame he ain't cool he can't sit with us
Bitches ain't slick in them leggings got a tummy tuck
Say he want smoke come try it nigga test ya luck
I know you a scary nigga you ain't really gone buss
We gone hit his ass with a stick he a hockey puck
Remember I was down on my dick I was broke as fuck
Now a nigga getting green like a Milwaukee buck
Ima let the beat cry for a minute
Shorty where you at come and slide for a minute
Beat the pussy up baby moan when I'm in it
Ima beat the pussy up till it look like Emmit Till
Hold on wait I gotta chill
I won't stop till I hit a mill
These niggas hating I don't know the deal
Bitch it's Lil Peso and this how I feel
Ima let the beat cry for a minute
Shorty where you at come and slide for a minute
Beat the pussy up baby moan when I'm in it
Ima beat the pussy up till it look like Emmit Till
Hold on wait I gotta chill
I won't stop till I hit a mill
These niggas hating I don't know the deal
Bitch it's Lil Peso and this how I feel
I just tell the truth cuz I don't even care that much to lie
When times get tough babygirl I need you by my side
Just stay down with a nigga when it's time to ride
Gotta stay down for a nigga be my ride or die
Gotta keep my head up out here can't let my momma cry
I'm just stuck up in my ways reminiscing getting high
Looking at my past how they saying I'm the bad guy
Life done got easy on a nigga I don't gotta try
Gotta stay alert walking down the street in the Chi
Smoking all my pain away I fell in love with getting high
R.I.P my uncle man I miss you and my fucking guys
I'm really a demon but a angel in my momma eyes
Gotta watch yo homies cuz them niggas snakes in disguise
Vibing on the beat right now I know you hear the beat cry
Love you unc I miss you swear to God I was so surprised
I need a vacation somewhere nice to watch the sunrise
She never told the truth all the bitch did was tell lies
Feeling animosity from one of my allies
He was moving wrong got the whole gang compromised
That's why I don't fuck with niggas
Only like a couple niggas
Still watching my back cuz its niggas out here snaking niggas
Tryna get my pockets bigger, tryna do numbers
Run up on me wrong Ima hit him with that thunder oh
Tryna ball all summer oh
Sit back and watch the money come
Bitches tryna play me must not know that I'm not fucking dumb
Talking bad about my name nigga that's red rum
We might pull up on yo block and beat it like a fucking drum
He say he a killer well pussy nigga shake some
That lil nigga pussy that lil niggas ain't up on a crumb
Lost Zae and Nash swear to God made my heart numb
Long live my fallen, if heaven had phones lord knows I'll be calling
Do this shit for y'all, y'all the reason why I'm all in
Took a couple losses now a young nigga balling
Now a young nigga balling, shot calling
Drinking all this henny got me nauseous
Move around my city so cautious
Tryna make it to the top with the bosses
Uh, I'm finna switch it up
That lil boy a lame he ain't cool he can't sit with us
Bitches ain't slick in them leggings got a tummy tuck
Say he want smoke come try it nigga test ya luck
I know you a scary nigga you ain't really gone buss
We gone hit his ass with a stick he a hockey puck
Remember I was down on my dick I was broke as fuck
Now a nigga getting green like a Milwaukee buck
Ima let the beat cry for a minute
Shorty where you at come and slide for a minute
Beat the pussy up baby moan when I'm in it
Ima beat the pussy up till it look like Emmit Till
Hold on wait I gotta chill
I won't stop till I hit a mill
These niggas hating I don't know the deal
Bitch it's Lil Peso and this how I feel
Ima let the beat cry for a minute
Shorty where you at come and slide for a minute
Beat the pussy up baby moan when I'm in it
Ima beat the pussy up till it look like Emmit Till
Hold on wait I gotta chill
I won't stop till I hit a mill
These niggas hating I don't know the deal
Bitch it's Lil Peso and this how I feel
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Writer(s): Jalen Cameron
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