My Own

Yea Howwuuh oh I did it on my own nigga You know that Really I did it on my own F*ck you expect me to cry foe Money don't matter defending my mood Moving Im Jackson Im over the moon She say that Im crazy Im rough and Im smooth She say that Im crazy, Im rough and Im smooth Prolly politicking Bobby Hemmitt Spirit Ashe got me gifted I can see the mission Monday my militia Karma shot the witness Still a product of the skillet My daddy sat in prison so my Mama gave us privilege Too far gone for child comprehension The section that made me, never been seen as pretentious Steady rolling swishers, spreading ashes in yo feelings People too attached to the gemicks And I aint apart of the pressure how you bite yo tongue when the truth aint questioned And I aint apart of the pressure how you bite yo tongue when the truth aint questioned Ya meen