Trillie - On My Own Lyrics

I Got to get it
You know that I'm with it
You know that my niggahs gone blow

Had to cut some niggah off
Some niggahs did me wrong

I'm stacking my paper
Don't talk to neighbor
I'm cooking up dope on the stove

I'm chasing a dollar
So F*ck if you like me
I gotta get it on my own

These niggah man count me out
Cause They don't wanna see me win
Bitchs always plotting man they scheming
But won't let em in
Is they mad cause how I did it
Is they mad cause I go get it
Is they mad cause they can't get it
Man I'm balling on these niggahs
Never fall in love with bitchs
Trust is rare so do you give it
Jungle what we living in
Gotta watch out for yourself
Homie this a two way niggah
What you picking life or death
I pick life
So I keep that Duce Duce
When I sleep at night
Know that I ain't living right
But I promise I won't die tonight
Pray the lord my soul to take
Just in case if I don't wake
Drop down to my knees
Pray the lord I see another day
Hope my son know that daddy out here trynna make a way
Ain't no giving up
Ain't no giving up
Hell naw
Imma reach the top
Imma reach the top
F*ck all y'all
None of y'all niggahs
Was there with me
Talking behind bars
Now a niggah grinding
Gotta get it on my own now
F*ck a hand out niggah
Butch I'm balling in my zone now
Taking off no astronauts
Im chilling in the stars now
Now these butches want the D
But they can't get a thang from me
Flexed up on these niggahs
Know they hate to see the change in me
Yeah
My Close friend done turnt to friendenemies
I swear to god the devil pray on me
I hope that god make away for me
I wonder why my day ones changed on me

I got to get it
You know that I'm with it
You know that my niggahs gone blow

Had to cut some niggah off
Some niggahs did me wrong

I'm stacking my paper
Don't talk to neighbor
I'm cooking up dope on the stove

I'm chasing a dollar
So F*ck if you like me
I gotta get it on my own

Yeah
I pray to god that I make it
I know these streets can get crazy
Won't no niggah catch me lacking
Keep that lil bitch off safety
I been grinding for a minute
This is how I live lately
Gotta watch how I move
Cause my own niggah snake me
Man These niggahs man they pussy
Swear you can't trust yo homie
Old friends done turnt to enemies
I ride by my lonely
I keep the tool on my lap
I swear that little bitch so cozy
Man ain't no jamming up
We catch a opp we gone blow em
I done took to many loses
For niggahs to hoe me
Done put my life line
I gave my all to this shit
Put that niggah in the game
Now he spazzing an shiit
I just wanna make some money
Why you caping an shit
I'm just trynna cop a Millie
Boy stop jocking my shiit
Man I thought you was my brother
How you gone up and flip
Niggahs trynna ride the wave
I hope you drown in that bitch
Aye
I hope you drown in that bitch
Aye
I put my heart in my pocket
Cause these streets don't show no love