Текст песни On My Own - Yano , SNT. ROSE
You
look
at
me
and
ask
me
why
I
been
showin
distance
Then
I
tell
you
I
miss
the
way
you
touch
me
with
no
resistance
Conversations
been
explicit
Association
so
illicit
But
when
I
met
you
in
the
club
it
was
different
I
knew
you
listened
Listened
to
the
instrumentals
and
the
words
You
conquered
my
mental
and
had
me
fighting
the
urge
Fundamental
parts
of
human
nature
I
might
be
able
to
put
in
my
music
later
Co-producing
an
album
you
didn't
even
know
that
you
created
And
that's
just
the
natural
process
Lil
mama
tellin
a
nigga
she
crossed
him
Now
we
got
a
problem
nigga
thinking
you
lost
it
Gotta
think
back
run
it
back
reprocess
Yea
Now
I'm
seeking
paper
Seeking
danger
Thuggin
in
these
streets
cause
I'm
angry
Going
crazy
losin
friends
Worth
more
than
diamonds
and
gold
It's
Part
of
the
sport
is
what
we're
told
you
know
that
shits
gettin
old
Look
I
know
that
I
can
never
go
back
To
how
this
shit
used
to
be
Look
at
a
lil
nigga
now
Young
street
nigga
talkin
like
a
king
Now
I
ain't
stopping
for
no
bitch
no
I'mma
do
it
all
on
my
own
Even
when
I
was
broke
My
blunts
not
crossin
me
Even
my
old
relationship
been
affecting
me
now
Stackin
more
paper
even
if
nobodys
been
tellin
me
how
Workin
off
the
haters
in
order
to
re
develop
a
sound
That
hip
hop
has
forgotten
that's
why
I
plan
on
taking
the
crown
Feelin
the
pressure
from
economical
strains
No
need
to
measure
the
amount
of
diabolical
gain
Not
seekin
clout
cause
these
niggas
been
gettin
lost
in
the
pain
New
Realizations
teling
you
that
things
aint
gonna
be
same
Yea
I
know
that
I
can
never
go
back
To
how
this
shit
used
to
be
Look
at
a
lil
nigga
now
Young
street
nigga
talkin
like
a
king
Now
I
ain't
stopping
for
no
bitch
no
I'mma
do
it
all
on
my
own
Even
when
I
was
broke
My
blunts
not
crossin
me
I
ain't
been
feelin
no
emotions
Got
me
down
like
a
killer
spinnin
with
no
motives
The
homies
say
I'm
trippin
the
opponents
gonna
notice
when
approached
by
the
police
I
ain't
never
tellin
em
who
drove
us
Look
That's
just
part
of
the
game
now
But
after
losing
my
family
I
wonder
who
I'm
bouta
blame
now
Cause
these
niggas
been
trippin
trynna
get
all
the
stains
out
While
im
hopin
you
listen
I
finally
got
the
pain
out
Cause
I
seen
her
across
the
room
Hittin
play
pause
and
resume
Seeming
like
we
was
in
tune
She
was
ready
for
some
new
I
had
to
tell
her
the
truth
I'm
trynna
make
them
hips
move
to
what
I
say
in
the
booth
And
do
it
slow
Cause
I
like
the
way
you
glo
Look
in
my
eyes
during
the
show
There
so
much
you
wann
know
And
so
I
quote
Why
don't
you
let
me
get
close
And
I
told
you
it
only
depends
if
you
can
see
through
the
smoke
I
know
that
I
can
never
go
back
To
how
this
shit
used
to
be
Look
at
a
lil
nigga
now
Young
street
nigga
talkin
like
a
king
Now
I
ain't
stopping
for
no
bitch
no
I'mma
do
it
all
on
my
own
Even
when
I
was
broke
My
blunts
not
crossin
me
1 Divine Timing
2 Hustle-Hard.wav
3 Mentality
4 Doja Aroma
5 Smokin' Too Much
6 Single Mother
7 Trust Issues
8 Foreign
9 Dopeboy Tendencies
10 Grey Goose
11 In and Out
12 On My Own
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