On My Own ft. D.L. Substance Lyrics

Am on my own

Am till young

Some years old

Don't talk to me

Am on my own

Am till young

Some years old

Living my life

I wasn't made a thug

I was born a thug

I try to unplug

But it was luck

The blood was with drugs

Always been in clubs

Taking cuts

It became a hunt

Felt good when she sucked and we duck

Always love guns from birth

Pray for daylight to make more

Born with the culture mama say focus but she love when am rapin

Many fare faces with black cocks

Tell the stories to the white boy

Am real like Christmas

Do you feel the love when you see joy in their faces

What a wonderful feeling am feeling when the beat is playing with melodies

Breaking rules study hard never be a loser

Check on my page am the author

Wack rap need to be slaughtered

Don't alter a word to the caller

If he ain't the driver

A` lieh kun lee `_yee

Am from that same payee

Where niggas are been shoot down

It is obvious are you serious

Can we last for ever

Open the light

I need my own split of the ride

Am on my own

Am till young

Some years old

Don't talk to me

Am on my own

Am till young

Some years old

Living my life

Am on my own

Am till young

Some years old

Don't you talk to me