Apollo, Packy - On My Own lyrics

[Apollo, Packy - On My Own lyrics]

Y'all was never present back when
I was goin' through it
Convos with my mama like, "One day
We gon' get through this"
I would put it in my music
I was on the radio
Now these motherfuckers tryna act like
They ain't play me though
I been on my grind, nights without my parents
Y'all don't understand
I was so fuckin' embarrassed
My house was never furnished
We were sleepin' on a terrace
And my house was filled with
Roaches but that shit, i finally cherish
You know how it feel when
You nappin' for your dinner
And you know how it feel with
No jackets in the winter
I would heat myself on
The stove, fu-fu-fuck it, we were so broke
And I ain't never had shit
That's why I do this all on my own
Yeah, I do this all on my own: write
Record every song bitch, I'm poppin'
Finna pop in the next three years
Top when I drop this shit
I'm never backin' down
I used to wish I was different
But guess what they askin' now?
Traphouse tryna make a livin', lemme get it
I've been in and out the city
For a minute, tryna make it, i'm gone

And you don't really know what I be on
And you don't really know who I am
I remember nights sleepin' on the floor
Those days turned me to the motherfuckin' man
You never had rodents as your roommates
Songs hot, world's cold
Damn this life two-faced
I been goin' through it
You ain't know the half
Future lookin' straight no rubbernecking
On my past

Look, 13 and I'm prayin', "God
Don't take away my mother"
We got memories to make still
I got sister and a brother
We got doctors sayin' they
Don't have the answers
They ain't never seen that shit before
Mom and Dad keep flyin' out of state
They keep comin' back with nothin' more
Finally, they had to amputate
Scared as hell that I'd lose her
She put on a happy face
Taught me how to be a trooper
She a true survivor, she the reason
I just keep it level, keep it even
I got faith and I just keep believing
People changin' with the seasons
Try to tell you what you been through
Try to tell you who you are
People talk a lot of talk
They could never walk a mile
Ever had your friends all in a courtroom?
Ever had to sit across the aisle?
People fakin' all their fuckin' problems
I just learned to fake a fuckin' smile, yeah

And you don't really know what I be on
And you don't really know who I am
I remember nights sleepin' on the floor
Those days turned me to the motherfuckin' man
You never had rodents as your roommates
Songs hot, world's cold
Damn this life two-faced
I been goin' through it
You ain't know the half
Future lookin' straight no rubbernecking
On my past

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