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reid mccoy - on my own lyrics

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reid mccoy intro:
it’s wavy, again
and this that due date

verse 1:
jealousy is g-y, failure is weak
moneys not an option, so thinkin bout’ its’ cheap
n-ggas talkin paper so i let my money speak
got 200 stacks on a show, spent it all in a week
and this life that im livin yeah it’s feelin so surreal
so when i say i love my girl i cannot say if im for real
not a teller but i tell the bank, can you hold a mill
and left my contract in the closet….you can say i closed the deal
big wheels when i ride that chevy
in the cut ride like a machete
yea im so shard like the knives on freddie
b-tch i ball call me maggette
why yall talk to the kid, talk to the kid
gotta get these motherf-ckers off of the kid
b-tch get high blast off with the kid
n-ggas talk sh-t well its’ off with you lid

i’m ridin that, super soaker dive in that
all these n-ggas actors, someone tell me where the oscars at
rollin that, on my bull sh-t yea im d-rose in that
drizzy drake toronto got me ballin like derozan yea

chorus:
i’m on my own, i’m on my own
i’m on my own….
i’m on my own sh-t, yea i’m on my own sh-t
tryna find me a bad b-tch that i can jones wit
i’m on my own sh-t, yea i’m on my own sh-t
tryna find me a bad b-tch that i can jones wit

verse 2:
money comin fast, that dirty dough the fastest
money off of dope, i need to learn gymastics
b-tch want it raw, i call them hoes the maggots
and them b-tches can’t compare so i call my ho the baddest
whiter than a panda spot, higher than a astronaut
call me darren williams cause i drive it in and p-ss the rock
pick and roll give and go, what you think we hit her fo’
ballin like the timberwolves, see a hundred bricks a show
white man rice man, you can call it light skin
this b-tch that i be pipin gimme head like a lice man
drive no license, money long dyson
money mike tyson, on top cake it’s that icin’
that white whip thats snowman, that grey top thats old man
that loud pack im rollin’, shout out to that n-gga roland
that new whip we roll in, if money funny we rollin
yo b-tch be steady loken, no heart attack but im strokin

chorus:
i’m on my own, i’m on my own
i’m on my own….
i’m on my own sh-t, yea i’m on my own sh-t
tryna find me a bad b-tch that i can jones wit
i’m on my own sh-t, yea i’m on my own sh-t
tryna find me a bad b-tch that i can jones wit



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