On My Own lyrics

[Intro]
(What up, B Real?)
(Heero)
(Hardbody)

[Verse 1: TEC]
I be tryna stay in my own lane
But sometimes, get road rage, pus*y n*ggas in my way
Savin' up my funds just wan' cop some more K's
Where the f*ck is you gon' run when bullets come from both ways? (Rraow, baow)
Scared of the beef, get off the streets, you get walked on
Brand-new opp and I just put him in a Raw cone

[Verse 2: Fredo Bang]
Brand-new Glock, I put to work, then it won't get found
I got long reach, I get you touched all on the compound
My whole life like Stranger Things, I be with creatures
Back in the day, I kept that dog around like Peter
You makе a threat, I'll swipe your life just likе a Visa
'Cause I got kids and they need me so I can't reason
We smack your partner, then come back, we tryna double up
I love my Glock, when I lay down, me and her cuddle up
Ain't too religious, but I pray that they don't f*ck with us
Was in a tee, laid him to rest up in a button-up

[Chorus: Fredo Bang & TEC]
I been on my own so long, it feel easy
Leavin' out my home with chrome, I still keep it
I been done wrong so long, you can't cheat me
They get in the way, they lay, they all bleedin'
I been on my own so long, it feel easy
Leavin' out my home with chrome, I still keep it
I been done wrong so long, you can't cheat me
They get in the way, they lay, I'm talkin' bloodbath
[Verse 3: TEC]
Face 'em, can't trace it, send a hit up off of WhatsApp
Two chrome blicks, feel like John Wick when I clutch that
A convict, was rollin' mojo sticks to get my buzz back
Too late to dodge the smoke, b*tch, you already caught a contact
When it's pressure, we don't stunt 'bout it, bought an ARP for one thousand
Got a Glock 23, I call it Bron, it throw up gunpowder

[Verse 4: Fredo Bang]
She tellin' me to keep it P, how could I not? I been 'bout it
These bullets back to back like A and B, this tint, can't see out it
Put a date on the devil, get it clipped like metal
Make it shoot like Steph 'til it can't no more

[Verse 5: TEC]
Got the game in a headlock, Draymond Green
I'ma squeeze 'til a n*gga don't play no more
Twin call for the switch, I'm like, "Say no more"
With the clique, hope an opp b*tch callin' with the lo'
Drop a n*gga like a tape with no promo
f*ck a gang, I'ma swing on them b*tches solo

[Chorus: Fredo Bang & TEC]
I been on my own so long, it feel easy
Leavin' out my home with chrome, I still keep it
I been done wrong so long, you can't cheat me
They get in the way, they lay, they all bleedin'
I been on my own so long, it feel easy
Leavin' out my home with chrome, I still keep it
I been done wrong so long, you can't cheat me
They get in the way, they lay, I'm talkin' bloodbath