All alone (intro)

(verse 1)
On my own trapping from the bando (yeah) selling dope watching rambo i been all alone all my whole life’s can’t think of one day have a wife yeah what what i’m the next big thing smoking dope popping xans that’s a x thing

(hook)
Cause i did this on my own i did this on my own yeah did this on my own you can’t tell me nothing

(verse 2)
All my credits been declining yeah now i’m giving gifts out like i’m santa pouring syrup inside a fanta i been all alone in atlanta (ah) now i got people texting me keep on asking me if i’m gonna give them free tickets to a show i don’t know man i don’t know keep on selling dope keep on selling dope i don’t know man i don’t know if i’m gonna be the next big if i will have a wedding ring i don’t man i don’t know