On My Own
All on my own
All on my own
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own (yeaaah)
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own
All on my own (yeah)
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own (whaddup)
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own (fuck is im sayin')
I keep the blicky im never alone
I put the sticky inside of a cone
Im pourin' lean in a styrofoam
(All on my own that's on gang bitch)
Ima be nodding off
(All on my own smoking supreme man)
I feel like Diana Ross
(Yeah)
(Okay) (YEAH)
Don't understand how im running this shit
And a nigga is so outta shape (okay)
Don't understand how that bitch used to diss me
And now she say she wanna taste (taste)
Bitch get the fuck out my face (my face)
Now do you see why I stay (aye aye)
All on my own
All on my own
All on my own
All on my own (yeh)
I don't wanna text
I like neck
Don't like phone sex (I do)
I don't gotta flex
Im wit' Jake he keep that thing on deck (I swear to god)
So don't try don't test
Yea yea yeah
All on my own
All on my own
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own (yeah)
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own (ooo)
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own
All on my own
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own (yeaaah)
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own
All on my own (yeah)
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own (whaddup)
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own (fuck is im sayin')
I keep the blicky im never alone
I put the sticky inside of a cone
Im pourin' lean in a styrofoam
(All on my own that's on gang bitch)
Ima be nodding off
(All on my own smoking supreme man)
I feel like Diana Ross
(Yeah)
(Okay) (YEAH)
Don't understand how im running this shit
And a nigga is so outta shape (okay)
Don't understand how that bitch used to diss me
And now she say she wanna taste (taste)
Bitch get the fuck out my face (my face)
Now do you see why I stay (aye aye)
All on my own
All on my own
All on my own
All on my own (yeh)
I don't wanna text
I like neck
Don't like phone sex (I do)
I don't gotta flex
Im wit' Jake he keep that thing on deck (I swear to god)
So don't try don't test
Yea yea yeah
All on my own
All on my own
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own (yeah)
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own (ooo)
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
All on my own
All on my own
Minus the dope man
Im all on my own
Minus the chrome
Man I'm all on my own
Minus the benjis
Im all on my own
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Richardson
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