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kanary black - on my own lyrics

on my own lyrics
i had to go on my own. i’m bound to pop im pr+ne
i’m thinking bout brining the pole. i’m bugging cuz i’m on parole
you mention me i’m on your soul. lift him up in the air like a drone
like this what i do with the chrome. like this what i do when it’s on
i see the blanket they put on his body whenever i see them white sheets
i still be having them dreams in a cell so i pop me a zan for some nice sleep
i told myself i’m not doing no features but i might just renege for the right fee
amiris on me they was 15 hunnit, i did them sh+ts with a white tee
like when hittas is screaming and yelling through text, whatever they saying is all cap
my shooter with me and he eager to shoot but i told him i got it to fall back
like i ain’t shoot a gun in five years, don’t f+ck with them hittas them guys weird
don’t remember the last i cried tear. i’ll catch a body and not care
hittas is dying off fake pills. don’t call my phone i’m with babe still
you call me twin then stay real, they k!lled your mans then play the field
cup looking like a lava lamp, got wock all in it
new jeep top gone missing, getting top all in it

chorus

let’s get one thing clear. i don’t need you you need me
won’t stop jacking my sh+t, i’m in way too deep
i remember being in the box, cell so small couldn’t breathe
i can’t even trust my bro, turn my back he sleazy

i ain’t been picking up calls, perky been making me nod
shorty been keeping me hard, ass like nicki minaj
she hate that i stay with a gun, she got a boy from the slums
ain’t got to say where i’m from. i finna get lit, go dumb
i feel the hate, soon as i step in the spot. they don’t like that i’m gwop
that mean i’m great. all of this gucci it’s hard to decide what to slay man sorry i pulled up late
suave said he ain’t leaving the field till he catch that opp man he don’t play
i got some hitters i’m setting the bag out to, they tryna make they date
all of my hitters elite, know how to move in the streets
some of my hitters get bread some of them handle the beef
know if i die right now they gon’ forget in a week
i stopped believing in god still pray before i sleep
i got some hitters i haven’t checked up on, i’m letting them be
i used to need a ride to the stu, now i just got in the v
i got some headers i haven’t checked up on …

chorus

let’s get one thing clear. i don’t need you, you need me
won’t stop jacking my sh+t, i’m in way too deep
i remember being in an box, cell so small couldn’t breathe
i can’t even trust my bro, turn my back he sleazy
let’s get one thing clear. i don’t need you you need me
won’t stop jacking my sh+t, i’m in way too deep
i remember being in the box, cell so small couldn’t breathe
i can’t even trust my bro, turn my back he sleazy

- kanary black lyrics

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