On My Wrist

I be on my own, ay
(On my own, on my own)
Shiny on my wrist, on my wrist, on my wrist yeah
Chipped away my money tryna make me feel sum funny yeah
I'll be in Miami yeah
Dreaming 'til I make it yeah

I'm ridin' on my own, ay
(On my own, on my own)
Shiny on my wrist, on my wrist, on my wrist yeah
I'm spending all my money, tried to make me feel sum funny yeah
I'll be in Miami yeah
Dreaming 'til I make it there

I had a dream about my wrist, it was too heavy to lift
I'm boutta drown and I ain't spend a penny to drip
The label sent it as a gift with some henny to sip
I got everything I want, they just keep sending me shit
I'm boutta pop, if you got it get it sent to me quick
I can't let opinions stick when they meant to be flipped
Shorty played herself when she expected a trick
She don't like me, that's my bad, I meant to be sick
I exercise in the stu so I'm mentally fit
The crown is temporary, that mean it's meant to be stripped
Ain't living free in my head, collect rent or evict
They manipulate my words, try to sentence me quick
I never fall for it, I be tempted a bit
Like I said, might've strained it, gotta tend to my wrist
Give me a couple hundred k, I'll strap 10 to my wrist
I'm giving you the game, pay attention to this

I'm ridin' on my own
(Shit I'm boutta pop, if you got it get it sent to me quick)
Shiny on my wrist, on my wrist, on my wrist yeah
I'm spending all my money, tried to make me feel sum funny yeah
I'll be in Miami yeah
Dreaming 'til I make it there

Tryna get to the level where baguettes in the bezel
Diamonds on me, nah I'm never gon settle
Til I'm on long beach, bad bitch in stilettos
Spilling drinks on me and everything is all me
There were days I wouldn't sleep, plays booming on the metro
'Til my wrist on freeze, diamonds red, blue and yellow
We just twist palm trees with a bitch on knees
Tryna lick on me, tryna make my life special
Get iced out, new chains got me choked up
Chilling with some hoes who ain't ever gonna ghost us
Miami Vices big rims trips to boca
Drip on midas new jewler got the gold touch
Old chick see me make it big since we broke up
Made it on the scene, big screen got some cold fronts
Ice in my teeth on freeze drip froze up
Money counter running through the cheese then I woke up

I'm ridin' on my own, ay
(Then I woke up)
Shiny on my wrist, on my wrist, on my wrist yeah
I'm spending all my money, tried to make me feel sum funny yeah
I'll be in Miami yeah
Dreaming 'til I make it there

I be on my own, I be on my own
I be on my own, I be on my own
I be on my own, I be on my own
I be on my own, I be on my own



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Bridgeman
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