[Lyric] On My Own (Cloudy Nueve)

[Intro]

Hol' up
Yaa, yaa, yaa, yaa

[Verse 1]

Nine nineteenths send them packs in
Now I'm making money off that backend too nigga
I am not the same nigga as back then
My hoes, my money, stop hitting my line
Niggas don't be saying shit to me
Now that I'm halfway on can't let it get to me
Easy to change your story into history
Love my haters God be to glory it's a mystery
Ay
I've been mobbin' through the pain the whole time
Give me brain and let me see what's on your mind
Fuck a chain I'll hit a stain and I'll be fine
I run it up and leave a tuck and I'll rewind
I let a stack then flip it back I'm like three times
I threw the pack, hе brung it back and now he slime
A nigga ratchet with thе ratchet keep in mind
Retractable strap attached to me if a faggot think I'm lying
[Chorus]

Now I gotta do it on my own now
If you ain't gon' help then leave me 'lone now
Did it by myself I'm almost sole now
Now I gotta do it on my own now
If you ain't gon' help then leave me 'lone now
Did it by myself I'm almost sole now
I did it by myself I'm almost sole now
Yeaa, yeaa, yeaa, yeaa