On My Own

I put effort in this shit
Did it on my own
Laid my soul on this hit
Put it on a song
Put you on my hit list
I grew up black sheep I'm a misfit
They proud of things that I been did
I got me a bag I'm addicted
I put effort in this shit
Did it on my own
Laid my soul on this hit
Put it on a song
Put you on my hit list
I grew up black sheep I'm a misfit
They proud of things that I been did
I got me a bag I'm addicted

It's been some months I be down on my dick
So when I come up don't ask me for shit
I don't wanna hear that you knew that I would
Look in my eyes and just know that I'm good
I kept it real as I could
If I said it then I meant it I stood
I drew my line in the sand
I'm just a man that believed in the man
I held it down and I stuck to my plan
Even when I didn't know what was gone work
I'm supposed to be the front of a shirt
I look so good how I carry this hurt
Mama said get it out the mud out the dirt
Then mama said get up out that mud out the dirt
I put the family first
I made them hands with me work
Now I don't care when I step on your nerve
This not a verse
This is a word to the hearse
I ain't gotta catch me a ride
I ain't gotta catch me a ride
Feel like Jordan
I jump high
Touch the sky
Holding the sun in my hands
I'm not a stranger to heat
Becoming more than a nigga can be
Thompson again from the three

I put effort in this shit
Did it on my own
Laid my soul on this hit
Put it on a song
Put you on my hit list
I grew up black sheep I'm a misfit
They proud of things that I been did
I got me a bag I'm addicted
I put effort in this shit
Did it on my own
Laid my soul on this hit
Put it on a song
Put you on my hit list
I grew up black sheep I'm a misfit
They proud of things that I been did
I got me a bag I'm addicted

Let it be known that I'm up one
Ain't like white girls till I fucked one
If you think it ain't on me imma bus' sum
If I call on my brother he gone touch sum
If she fuck with me she lucky
Cuffed to the game imma husband
Put on a show for my cousin
Then I flip it ballerina it double
Who you know do it like me?
I go together like L and a M and a O and a P
Holding my peace when I'm holding this piece but I will let it go like I'm holding my pee
Handle business on the low
You just need some room to grow
You ain't always gone be broke
They just wanna see you choke
They need tickets to the show
How much do they really know?
You gone find out when you make it no way everyone can go
Keep yo head up
Keep yo bread up
Play yo position
Things I can't say enough
Play yo hand and chose yo luck

I put effort in this shit
Did it on my own
Laid my soul on this hit
Put it on a song
Put you on my hit list
I grew up black sheep I'm a misfit
They proud of things that I been did
I got me a bag I'm addicted
I put effort in this shit
Did it on my own
Laid my soul on this hit
Put it on a song
Put you on my hit list
I grew up black sheep I'm a misfit
They proud of things that I been did
I got me a bag I'm addicted



Credits
Writer(s): Shunvon Cole
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