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 bitch 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 fuck another bitch Turned her to a lesbi Heard you on some hatin shit And you ain't never met me I got bitches trying to stress me Bitches trying to sex me Shout out to my plug He tryna connect me Police tryna arrest me, won't let them bitches catch me Had to kill one of them niggas Cause he tried to finesse me She laughed like I fucked her cause she just wanna let me I'm the man motherfucker and what you wanna bet me? Kush man motherfucker, used to smoking Reggie well say damn Motherfucker, fa fa fa fa fa fa test me I'm fresh my stylist dress me She praying for a blessing I fucked her then I kicked her out She wanted to caress me Low pros them Pirelli's Kush smoke got me smelling I done fuck you bitch 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 Bitches wanna fuck 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, nigga If a nigga ain't a real nigga or a hitta, he ain't round me That point blank peariad Zilla, you know what it is, homie Stand on your own, my nigga Get your own, my nigga Bossed up Yeah [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] Police tryna indict me, tryna send them dogs to bite me No my bitch 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 niggas Cause you don't see the shit that I see Imma say whatever I want If you don't like it nigga then do something My young niggas 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 nigga from DC They linked that with Tennessee When I die fuck that Hennessey You niggas 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 Pussy yo team ain't bout shit and nigga my team we on I got it on my own started on my own Got my money up and built my team strong Bitches wanna fuck 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 fuck nigga, suicide, homie If you a real nigga, hit me up, join the team This rap shit all fucked up now Gotti gave them young niggas that money And you young niggas out of motherfucking control, nigga Hah Pussy