Lil Poppa - On My Own lyrics
Janarious Mykel Wheeler
[Lil Poppa - On My Own lyrics]
I ain't even gon' lie life is crazy, yeah
Granny say a hard head make a soft ass
'Cause I was down to do whatever
If it's 'bout cash
Hopped in some beef and now we screaming
"Fuck the other side"
Could've died from a homicide
But I'm still alive
I'm still a golden child in God's eyes
Even if I grab that cutter and
Go spin 'bout my brothers
But that come with cases
And that come with retaliation
Patiently waiting to leave a
Nigga on the pavement
My pockets heavy, so we can do it, bruh
I'm ready realized I could be touched when
A nigga fucked with Desi
Now it's game time, Prosper
Tay died at the same time i'm insane now
What you niggas know 'bout pain now?
I been running through these streets
All alone, I'm on my own
Everybody call on me
But I have no one to call on
When everybody doubted me
No, I ain't say nothin'
I just proved them wrong
Had to leave my bitch, she was doing me wrong
Had to cut my nigga off 'cause
I don't know what he on
Oh, you bucked up and fucked up
And you ain't got no mind
I'm still holding it down for
All my niggas doing time
I fuck with the murderers who
Be out committing crimes
Got love for the hustlers who
Gon' serve every dime
Got some niggas bust that nine eight times
Hit seven
Six niggas, five pistols, four shooters
Three felons i know two niggas telling
Only one kept it solid
And the crazy thing is he ain't
The one that caught the body
I guess that's why I don't trust nobody
I don't wanna get high
Don't wanna roll with nobody
Would your nigga fold? Shit, I don't know
Probably i ain't go to college
Made it out the projects
I been running through these streets
All alone, I'm on my own
Everybody call on me
But I have no one to call on
When everybody doubted me
No, I ain't say nothin'
I just proved them wrong
Had to leave my bitch, she was doing me wrong
Had to cut my nigga off 'cause
I don't know what he on
Granny say a hard head make a soft ass
'Cause I was down to do whatever
If it's 'bout cash
Hopped in some beef and now we screaming
"Fuck the other side"
Could've died from a homicide
But I'm still alive
I'm still a golden child in God's eyes
Even if I grab that cutter and
Go spin 'bout my brothers
But that come with cases
And that come with retaliation
Patiently waiting to leave a
Nigga on the pavement
My pockets heavy, so we can do it, bruh
I'm ready realized I could be touched when
A nigga fucked with Desi
Now it's game time, Prosper
Tay died at the same time i'm insane now
What you niggas know 'bout pain now?
I been running through these streets
All alone, I'm on my own
Everybody call on me
But I have no one to call on
When everybody doubted me
No, I ain't say nothin'
I just proved them wrong
Had to leave my bitch, she was doing me wrong
Had to cut my nigga off 'cause
I don't know what he on
Oh, you bucked up and fucked up
And you ain't got no mind
I'm still holding it down for
All my niggas doing time
I fuck with the murderers who
Be out committing crimes
Got love for the hustlers who
Gon' serve every dime
Got some niggas bust that nine eight times
Hit seven
Six niggas, five pistols, four shooters
Three felons i know two niggas telling
Only one kept it solid
And the crazy thing is he ain't
The one that caught the body
I guess that's why I don't trust nobody
I don't wanna get high
Don't wanna roll with nobody
Would your nigga fold? Shit, I don't know
Probably i ain't go to college
Made it out the projects
I been running through these streets
All alone, I'm on my own
Everybody call on me
But I have no one to call on
When everybody doubted me
No, I ain't say nothin'
I just proved them wrong
Had to leave my bitch, she was doing me wrong
Had to cut my nigga off 'cause
I don't know what he on