a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

yhung t.o. - on my own lyrics

[verse 1: yhung to]
b-tch i did my own
grandma always asking why i’m never home, why i never clean my room
’cause i had a feeling i would make it soon, sorry i can’t miss my chance
had to make some sacrifices, i try when i can
i ain’t forget who i am
and i’ma walk across that stage but i can’t tell you when
eighteen and grown, ain’t a f-cking kid now
i was totin’ four fives when i was in mid high
you n-gg-s was playing shorts, working on your mid shot
you n-gg-s was practicing and we as shooting real shots
kyrie with that glock on me
clip really is a mop, b-tch i’m really off the lot
name [?] ask for it
get it and i spend it, what the f-ck you think this cash for?

[chorus: yhung to]
i pay it back for it
she can get it on her own but i’ll still drop a bag on her
you ain’t gotta ask for it
you get what you want, you ain’t even gotta ask for it
d-mn girl you right, d-mn girl you right
you ain’t gotta worry no more, girl you set for life
h-ll yeah you f-cking right
say you wanna make love to me but you f-ckin’ right

[verse 2: flexcitystreets]
i still remember days i ain’t have sh-t
l’s back to back, i was tryna make that bag flip
way before i had that foreign and that bad b-tch
my whip immaculate, they see it different how i’m acting
sob we them n-gg-s and we up now
wrist a touchdown, all vvs bust down
baby we can go anywhere you want now
go and stunt now, if they trippin’ they get gunned down

[verse 3: yhung to]
real n-gg-s never fall for that fake sh-t
i can feel in my heart, you ain’t appreciate sh-t
but when it was genuine i swear it felt amazing
and just for that reason you appreciated
and these n-gg-s that be talkin’ i don’t really play with
you throwing that gang sh-t, i hope you really bang it
’cause these shots get to flying, n-gg-s really dangling
when we aim it, it’s a d-mn shame but i feel shameless

[chorus: yhung to]
’cause i’ll still pay a bag for it
she can get it on her own but i’ll still drop a bag on her
you ain’t gotta ask for it
you get what you want, you ain’t even gotta ask for it
d-mn girl you right, d-mn girl you right
you ain’t gotta worry no more, girl you set for life
h-ll yeah you f-cking right
say you wanna make love to me but you f-ckin’ right
i can change your f-ckin’ life
fifty round drum on this forty, not no f-cking knife
could you ride it like a bike
got a lil att-tude on her but you f-ckin’ nice
got a lil att-tude on her but you f-ckin’ nice
i came from the bottom, yeah you f-ckin’ right

[outro]
rbe x sob man, that’s the gang man
f-ck you suckers, for you other n-gg-s i ain’t f-ckin’ with
ahh, thirties, fifties, hundreds, b-tch we got ’em
b-tch we been gettin’ money
talk sh-t with the diamonds in your chain b-tch
sob the gang b-tch

- yhung t o lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS