My Worst On My Own lyrics

by

Johnny Cinco


[Intro]
(Money)

[Chorus]
Shh, true sh*t
I charge fifty for a verse, yeah, true sh*t
Hundred thousand blue, they see my worth, yeah, true sh*t
Please do not put Fendi on my shirt, yeah, true sh*t
Earring cost a lot, I know they hurt, yeah, true sh*t
I turned a Bentley to a 'vert, yeah, true sh*t
I been out here trippin' on my words, yeah
I been out here trippin' on my words, yeah

[Verse 1]
Walked in that b*tch with my hands up, now she workin' a one
Let's go
She think I'm sorta like Bond
I'm rockin' Baccarat, Louis Vuitton
Ooh, I got these lil' hoes waitin' on me, I just came here for the fun
I got these lil' hoes waitin' on me, they just wanna meet the one
Links on my arm Hermes, she f*ck around, she get her an Hermes
Overnight the flight, I can get you here tonight, I'm thinkin' you heard me
I can't be nothin' like them n*ggas, I'm gettin' my own, I'm out here, I'm workin'
Too much money, got rich on my own, I don't know what I be workin', true sh*t
Plain Jane sit on my wrist, you know I ain't hurtin', true sh*t
I ain't no regular n*gga, I cannot reverse it
She want a n*gga with money, well, I'm the person
It ain't no regular car, it came with curtains
[Chorus]
Shh, true sh*t
I charge fifty for a verse, yeah, true sh*t
Hundred thousand blue, they see my worth, yeah, true sh*t
Please do not put Fendi on my shirt, yeah, true sh*t
Earring cost a lot, I know they hurt, yeah, true sh*t
I turned a Bentley to a 'vert, yeah, true sh*t
I been out here trippin' on my words, yeah
I been out here trippin' on my words, yeah

[Verse 2]
Get on your grind, get your respect up
f*ck these lil' ho n*ggas, get you a check up
I went VV, now my stone got my neck up
Three karat stones in my ear, that b*tch glisten
Been puttin' down, when I talk, they don't listen
I can't even lie, these racks, I been gettin' it
f*ckin' that lil' store up, that's my business
Whole lot of guala, these backends gon' follow
Here for today, she be gone by tomorrow
I ain't gon' call her though
Walk out the room every time that he call her though
I got these lil' sl*tty b*tches, they model, though
I got these lil' sl*tty b*tches, they model, though
[?][2:45] how I'm livin'
Can't waste no time on these hoes, I ain't finished
I been locked in on this rap game business
[Refrain]
Lately, I been in my zone, yeah, n*gga
f*ck her and leave her alone, yeah, n*gga
I ain't been answerin' the phone, yeah, n*gga
I been out here on my own, yeah, n*gga
I know you feelin' alone, yeah, n*gga
You feel like you on your own, yeah, n*gga
I got this way on my own, yeah, n*gga
On my own, yeah
Lately, I been in my zone, yeah, n*gga
f*ck her and leave her alone, yeah, n*gga
I ain't been answerin' the phone, yeah, n*gga
I been out here on my own, yeah, n*gga
I know you feelin' alone, yeah, n*gga
You feel like you on your own, yeah, n*gga
I got this way on my own, yeah, n*gga
On my own, yeah
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