On My Own

[Intro: Sir Ken Robinson]

[Chorus]
I can do it on my own
I can do it on my own
On my own own, On my own
I can do it on my own
I can do it on my own
I can do it on my own
I can do it, own, own on my own
I can do it on my own, on my

[Verse 1: N8:08]

Hand on my dick, I ain't never ask for a handout
Standing on my own I still stand out
Running up and shoot you niggas ran out
Coming up with shit that niggas couldn't have planned out
You ain't ever answer my calls and I ain't never leave a message
This the shit that I was saying that I couldn't text you
This the shit that they are going to show their friends and play for all my ex's like
Damn you fucked up you should have let him get you pregnant
I remember ain't nobody call me on my birthday
Damn last winter I was in the worst place
Man how we ender here in the first place
Damn how we end up here on the first date
Who else saw this shit coming this a hearse fate
And if I'm supposed to fuck up I reversed fate
In my POV I see second and third place
Young nigga preaching like a mother fuckin church say

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: N8:08]

How they ever going to tell him that he's not shit
When he turn his rock bottom to a mosh pit
I wrote five different verses before I dropped this
I couldn't show up at the churches when I drop this
My daddy ask me "Do I got a plan, do I still believe"
I made an appearance in the mirror like remember me, nigga please
Turn my miseries into symphonies, trigger squeeze
If my daughter bleed thats my Christmas Eve
Swear I say the same prayers every night
This shit getting deeper than Barry White
Mayweather all the storms, I won every fight
The type of nigga they are going to probably burry twice
Last time I was a real one we came alive
Fucked some real ones I came tonight
Rubber on so I came inside
She wanted help putting it
Told her I can do it on my own

[Chorus]