ALL ON MY OWN Lyrics

I can't be waiting for niggas no more

I gotta do it on my own

Girl I don't know if you gonna leave

All On My Own

I Do It All On My Own

I Gotta Do It On My Own

I Cant Be

All On My Own

They Know I Do It Alone

I Do It Alone

I Gotta Do It On My

I Gotta

I can't be waiting for niggas no more

I gotta do it on my own

I can't be waiting for nigga no more

I Cant

I gotta do it on my own

Girl I aint trippin if you wanna leave

I Don't

Im prepared to be on my own

I Will

You know the streets is cold

Its cold

Louie v coats

They waiting for me to go broke

Go Broke

Reminiscing how I came from the mud

The mud

And now im covered up in gold

In gold

I never took a trip a wanna go far

Far

Monopoly

All I did was play the block

3k for these shoes just wear em once

900 meal im calling it lunch

When you serve your first feen

It give you a rush

I told you I got my gun

I gave you trust

Im off a perk

Mixing up love with lust

Trust issues

I don't know who to trust

I think that you leeching

Keep asking for stuff

They reaching for clout

I aint GRINCHN them up

AP in the bank

He won't give that shit up

I hate where I live

Im going higher up

When im shopping you can't be around

If you aint buyin stuff

Its me and big ya

We gon runn that shit up

Free them niggas that stood up

And shot boy up

Nigga told on his mans

Now his mans locked up

Gotta runn in taht jamm

Or you gone get locked up

We gone cop that white

We gone cook rock up

You a shooter now

No more Ball

Your shot up

With 10 Niggas Screaming Grinch4ADolla

Gotta platinum card

Used to rubbie the dollars

Now bro catch wires and I rock prada

The styles free but I know I shoulda

Charged ya

Got bro catchin charges

The streets getting harder

Put a order in for guns

Don't bring no revolvers

Im in New York but

Send the money to Florida

I don't like codeine

lil bro still score it

If my shooter was free

I know he'd be scoring

I Know the plug so I don't call him

Got beef with the jeweler so I aint calling

She don't rock Chanel

I know she boring

I know they be hating

I Just ignore it

The want me to crack for pressure

Like a diamond

Don't gotta drop tape

Out the Trap I brought diamonds

They call me the coach

And Raw he like my linemen

Hermes Sweatsuit

Hermes designed It

My crib on the water

How the hell You'd Find It

Im catching that Matta

She trynna remind me

Got 2 Guns In the car when im driving

I can't drive

Im calling up the driver

I Won't lie

Why the judge Call me a liar

Amiri with rips like I jumped bob wire

Grinchsta pack

It's getting me higher

Yellow hydrant

Your block on fire

I put her on a route

Earn what you desire

63k In this session

1 wire

20k on 1 ring

Yes sir

The feet go back when I lay

Mercedes

Why you wanna Bey with me

I aint Jay-z

I just tinted the carti's

Everything shady

White bitch like Hailie

Eminem Babies

The Streets adopted me

My grandma raised me

They dragging me down

I rather be lazy

Im dropping her off

Like the bitch the top of the Mercedes

I poppin a bottle

When them Russian niggass pay me

Im poppin a bottle

I can't be waiting for nigga no more

I can't

I gotta do it on my own

Girl I aint trippin if you wanna leave

I Don't

Im prepared to be on my own

I Will

You know the streets is cold

Is cold

Louie coats

They waiting for me to go broke

Go broke

Reminiscing how I came from the mud

The mud

And now im covered up in gold

In gold

I never took a trip a wanna go far

Go far

Go Far

Go far

Go far