On Me

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Uh, yeah I took me some L's yeah that's on me baby
And when I look back on my life yeah it may seem crazy
But none of that shit compares to where I be lately
And all of these blessings I got it's just a tease baby
'Cause just a few months ago I had my head down
With no smile just a long frown
With a attitude I couldn't shake off
But my homies told me man calm down
So I'm back now tryna' get a bag
I know these niggas finna get mad
But I'm on a mission tryna' move forward
And not look back on everything I had
I had fun in the past tense
Lot of good times I had back then
But at the same time niggas did me dirty
And I ain't hit 'em up since then
Now when I get the money from my ink pen
They gone start asking where you been
But I don't say nothing
I just nod my head and keep on minding my business
Call a 3 niggas and go start a cypher
I see a baddie I might have to wife her
All eyes on me like Tupac
Well that line was too predictable
'Cause everybody think they too hot
Or they upcoming and they the new wave
'Cause they got some love on they new page
But news flash nigga you is trash
And they should throw yo ass in a dog cage
Niggas talk about me all day
But I ain't worried bout defamation
'Cause the people round me know my information
And I gotta plan to reach a destination
So I'm staying humble and remaining patient
Got no time to lose so ain't no point in waiting
So don't add yourself to my new equation
That's on me that's on me baby girl I made mistakes
Put you through a lot of shit you can never catch a brake
Put my family down in debt 'cause I ain't get no passing grades
So I owe all to y'all to get better everyday
And I got a lot of secrets and some feelings that I hid
And I gotta lotta people out here tryna' tell my biz
But you niggas can't deny all the shit I ever did
And ima show that nigga how much of a bitch he really is
On my kids
I don't play about it
I don't talk a lot of shit but I never stay quiet
Yeah I try to stay low and keep my life on private
But they keep fucking round then ima have to start a riot
It's a change in the climate 'cause I've been changing
Yeah I'm still young but I keep on aging
Talk a lot of shit but I don't know what you saying
Get up in the game since you wanna keep playing
Call me a killer 'cause I keep on slaying
God been good gotta keep on praising
Too many blessings can't even explain it
But just know that I'm coming for the taking
This greatness that I've been displaying
Flying to the top but they keep delaying
Cut niggas off not a lot remaining
But I'm still glad of the friends that I'm gaining
Giving my time can really be draining
Especially when they don't shoot where I'm aiming
I ain't calling names 'cause ain't nobody blaming
These just facts that I need to be claiming
I'ma young boss coming straight from the basement
I'ma be the new hip hop replacement
Rawthenic shit yeah we coming and invading
And mic check is coming soon so stay patient baby

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Checkerboard Squad we the best gang out here man
Mic Check coming soon
Gang



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Writer(s): Fredrick Wilson, Iii
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