ON ME

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ayo, Ian) [Chorus] I ain't even worried bout nothing, but me Chasing all of my dreams, tryna put my mom in double C I ain't switching up it ain't me, tryna put my bros in Cuban links I'm tryna get so rich, where every day is a shopping spree And I put this shit on me, I swear to god we the winning team And I put this shit on me, I'm going up that's a guarantee And I put this shit on me, I know my brothers finna go succeed [Verse] Bitch I'm getting too flee, bitch I'm getting too fly Niggas worried bout me, I'm just tryna get high Why she saying she miss me, I told that stupid bitch to stop lying I'm rocking Junya Watanabe, I'm rocking all black like a spy I'm hoping that god really hear me, I pray for this every night I don't wanna wake up, but I'm glad I do Gotta keep my eyes on the prize And my name, bitch its going round Niggas hate, why thеy talking down If that hoe my main, I might fly her out Gotta keep my head up, I'm looking down My brothеrs not finna let me fall down I used to be down, standing tall now Niggas like how, how do he it like that My peoples like wow, You going up man I'm so glad This shit took a while, but now there ain't no looking back I'm up in H-Town, Riding round with a Glock in my lap Give a inch, they want miles, niggas weird and I know that's a fact There's some days I can't smile, some days where I can't interact I know ima be fine, roll up gas, to get me to relax Being me, tryna make an impact I'm tryna get all these plaques I'm tryna count up these racks Getting flee, rocking Balenci tracks [Chorus] I ain't even worried bout nothing, but me Chasing all of my dreams, tryna put my mom in double C I ain't switching up it ain't me, tryna put my bros in Cuban links I'm tryna get so rich, where every day is a shopping spree And I put this shit on me, I swear to god we the winning team And I put this shit on me, I'm going up that's a guarantee And I put this shit on me And I put this shit on me And I put this shit on me, I know my brothers finna go succeed