[Intro: Sir Ken Robinson]
[Chorus]
I can do it on my own
I can do it on my own
On my own own, On my own
I can do it on my own
I can do it on my own
I can do it on my own
I can do it, own, own on my own
I can do it on my own, on my
[Verse 1: N8:08]
Hand on my di*k, I ain't never ask for a handout
Standing on my own I still stand out
Running up and shoot you n*ggas ran out
Coming up with sh*t that n*ggas couldn't have planned out
You ain't ever answer my calls and I ain't never leave a message
This the sh*t that I was saying that I couldn't text you
This the sh*t that they are going to show their friends and play for all my ex's like
Damn you f*cked up you should have let him get you pregnant
I remember ain't nobody call me on my birthday
Damn last winter I was in the worst place
Man how we ender here in the first place
Damn how we end up here on the first date
Who else saw this sh*t coming this a hearse fate
And if I'm supposed to f*ck up I reversed fate
In my POV I see second and third place
Young n*gga preaching like a mother f*ckin church say
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: N8:08]
How they ever going to tell him that he's not sh*t
When he turn his rock bottom to a mosh pit
I wrote five different verses before I dropped this
I couldn't show up at the churches when I drop this
My daddy ask me "Do I got a plan, do I still believe"
I made an appearance in the mirror like remember me, n*gga please
Turn my miseries into symphonies, trigger squeeze
If my daughter bleed thats my Christmas Eve
Swear I say the same prayers every night
This sh*t getting deeper than Barry White
Mayweather all the storms, I won every fight
The type of n*gga they are going to probably burry twice
Last time I was a real one we came alive
f*cked some real ones I came tonight
Rubber on so I came inside
She wanted help putting it
Told her I can do it on my own
[Chorus]