ON MY OWN Lyrics

I been really on my own

I appreciate the love but my eyes on the throne

And that's a road you walk alone

Just ask myself if I'm ready to go, oh

I been really on my own

I appreciate the love but my eyes on the throne

And that's a road you walk alone

Just ask myself if I'm ready to go, oh

Came from dubs in the corner house to global conference presentations

Some homies focus on trappin', others chase education

Some homies blessed to see both and still continue to make it

Too many just end up buried 6 feet under the pavement

Them rappers hot 'til they get popped, then they spot is vacant

See the cycle repeat regardless who real or fakin'

That's what they did to Pop, that's what they did to X

That's what they did to Big, that's what they did to 'Pac, this shit a mess

But that's just life, I can't stress it

Sometimes you don't understand wisdom until you test it

I was down bad, in my bag, prayin' for a blessing

Came up, now I treat the experience as a lesson

It's crazy how we do it

Mighta still been servin' packs if not for this music

Some my homies tell me relax, others say go and do it

Going through it, just let me ask, if I ain't the next then who is?

I been really on my own

I appreciate the love but my eyes on the throne

And that's a road you walk alone

Just ask myself if I'm ready to go, oh

I been really on my own

I appreciate the love but my eyes on the throne

And that's a road you walk alone

Just ask myself if I'm ready to go, oh

It's king shit, I made chess moves while they played connect-four

If they ain't see the vision, fuck I need they respect for

I been on a mission, got my eyes on them checks more

Makin' legit investments, used to hustle just next door

Now we applying pressure, took the racks out the dresser

And made 'em move, let the business multiply the endeavors

Used to stay after class and talk game wit' professors

Now I'm teaching classes, reachin' past the folks that said never

I peeped game in different circles then I brought it together

I dropped feature verses and them rappers thought it was better

I got weeks to work some beats, but yo, these rhymes on a level

That's past that, now pass that, I'm tryna smoke out my devils

Or maybe my demons

Like fuck it man, maybe I'm dreaming

Or maybe in a year, they sit there debatin' the meanin'

Of what I'm droppin' now,

Like wheezy, I ain't seeing no ceilings

Its real shit, how you know, you just feel it