On My Own

You look at me and ask me why I been showin distance
Then I tell you I miss the way you touch me with no resistance
Conversations been explicit
Association so illicit
But when I met you in the club it was different I knew you listened

Listened to the instrumentals and the words
You conquered my mental and had me fighting the urge
Fundamental parts of human nature
I might be able to put in my music later
Co-producing an album you didn't even know that you created

And that's just the natural process
Lil mama tellin a nigga she crossed him
Now we got a problem nigga thinking you lost it
Gotta think back run it back reprocess
Yea
Now I'm seeking paper

Seeking danger

Thuggin in these streets cause I'm angry

Going crazy losin friends
Worth more than diamonds and gold
It's Part of the sport is what we're told
you know that shits gettin old

Look

I know that I can never go back
To how this shit used to be
Look at a lil nigga now
Young street nigga talkin like a king
Now I ain't stopping for no bitch no
I'mma do it all on my own
Even when I was broke
My blunts not crossin me

Even my old relationship been affecting me now
Stackin more paper even if nobodys been tellin me how
Workin off the haters in order to re develop a sound
That hip hop has forgotten that's why I plan on taking the crown

Feelin the pressure from economical strains
No need to measure the amount of diabolical gain
Not seekin clout cause these niggas been gettin lost in the pain
New Realizations teling you that things aint gonna be same
Yea

I know that I can never go back
To how this shit used to be
Look at a lil nigga now
Young street nigga talkin like a king
Now I ain't stopping for no bitch no
I'mma do it all on my own
Even when I was broke
My blunts not crossin me

I ain't been feelin no emotions
Got me down like a killer spinnin with no motives
The homies say I'm trippin the opponents gonna notice
when approached by the police I ain't never tellin em who drove us

Look

That's just part of the game now
But after losing my family I wonder who I'm bouta blame now
Cause these niggas been trippin trynna get all the stains out
While im hopin you listen I finally got the pain out

Cause I seen her across the room
Hittin play pause and resume
Seeming like we was in tune
She was ready for some new
I had to tell her the truth
I'm trynna make them hips move to what I say in the booth

And do it slow

Cause I like the way you glo
Look in my eyes during the show
There so much you wann know
And so I quote

Why don't you let me get close
And I told you it only depends if you can see through the smoke

I know that I can never go back
To how this shit used to be
Look at a lil nigga now
Young street nigga talkin like a king
Now I ain't stopping for no bitch no
I'mma do it all on my own
Even when I was broke
My blunts not crossin me