On My Own lyrics

[Verse 1: Zed Zilla]
I heard them killer's looking for me
They just trying to next me
Makes been that popo been through my trap
They trying to arrest me b*tch lying like she pregnant
She's just trying to stress me and
The preacher man want me to come to church so he could bless me
And im thuggin, my confession
I ain't lying come and test me
Your baby mama text me
She wanna come sex me
Made her f*ck another b*tch
Turned her to a lesbi
Heard you on some hatin sh*t
And you ain't never met me
I got b*tches trying to stress me
b*tches trying to sex me
Shout out to my plug
He tryna connect me
Police tryna arrest me, won't let them b*tches catch me
Had to kill one of them n*ggas
Cause he tried to finesse me
She laughed like I f*cked her cause she just wanna let me
I'm the man motherf*cker and what you wanna bet me?
Kush man motherf*cker, used to smoking Reggie well say damn
Motherf*cker, fa fa fa fa fa fa test me
I'm fresh my stylist dress me
She praying for a blessing
I f*cked her then I kicked her out
She wanted to caress me
Low pros them Pirelli's
Kush smoke got me smelling
I done f*ck you b*tch
Cause she was too happy when she met me
[Chorus: Zed Zilla]
I got it on my own started on my own
Got my money up and built my team strong
b*tches wanna f*ck and they won't leave me 'lone
Got it on my own started on my own
Got it on my own started on my own
Got it on my own started on my own
I got it on my own started on my own
Got my money up and build my team strong

[Interlude1: Yo Gotti]
And you know what it is, n*gga
If a n*gga ain't a real n*gga or a hitta, he ain't round me
That point blank peariad
Zilla, you know what it is, homie
Stand on your own, my n*gga
Get your own, my n*gga
Bossed up
Yeah

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]
Police tryna indict me, tryna send them dogs to bite me
No my b*tch ain't no faithful
And no ain't nobody gonna rite me
Well I ain't got no friends
And naw that ain't my wifey
Ain't signing none of you n*ggas
Cause you don't see the sh*t that I see
Imma say whatever I want
If you don't like it n*gga then do something
My young n*ggas ain't got no life
They geeking to shoot something
My shoes cost 600
My T-shirt cost 2 something
I got it on my own
Now get off your ass and do something
Now everybody wanna kidding me
Everybody wanna be friending with me
Ain't hold me down when I was in the pen
I ain't never rode on my enemies
That young n*gga from DC
They linked that with Tennessee
When I die f*ck that Hennessey
You n*ggas better remember me
I'm gone
[Interlude 2: Yo Gotti]
Glizzy Gang
Shy Glizzy
37
DC
CMG
I don't even need to say no more, homie, you know what it is

[Chorus: Zed Zilla]
Got it on my own started on my own
And working with them... p's and keys started from them zones
You smoking on that Reggie and my weed be strong
pus*y yo team ain't bout sh*t and n*gga my team we on
I got it on my own started on my own
Got my money up and built my team strong
b*tches wanna f*ck and they won't leave me 'lone
Got it on my own started on my own
Got it on my own started on my own
Got it on my own started on my own
I got it on my own started on my own
Got my money up and built my team strong

[Outro: Yo Gotti]
And if you a f*ck n*gga, suicide, homie
If you a real n*gga, hit me up, join the team
This rap sh*t all f*cked up now
Gotti gave them young n*ggas that money
And you young n*ggas out of motherf*cking control, n*gga
Hah
pus*y