On My Own - Demrick

Hustle 'til I’m living good

No college, to greed with the streets, shit was understood

Moms did everything she could, tried to keep me from the neighborhood

But I had to learn it on my own

All on my own

All on my own

All on my own

I had to learn it on my own

All on my own

All on my own

It’s mandatory that I tell my story to the world

That high yellow nigga with that Ladas and the curls

Niggas called him ugly but he always got some girls and gave that good dick

She go and tell her friends, that’s a referral

Grew up with the «cool kids», but never really fit in

Always did it different than everybody I’d live with

In High School selling pre-rolls out of bathroom stalls

Crazy like padded walls, but didn’t turn out that bad after all

Watching Moms sleep on the couch in the living room

Just to get her side of the ghetto and give her kids some room

I resented those that grew up with a silver spoon

'Cause I represented for the struggle we was living through

I remember when my Uncle dropped them hidden jewels

He said I better get in tune or police gon' get rid of you

Only thirteen serving fiends when I heard them sire-ens

Had some rocks in my jeans, almost learned what it means

Hustle 'til I’m living good

No college, to greed with the streets, shit was understood

Moms did everything she could, tried to keep me from the neighborhood

But I had to learn it on my own

All on my own

All on my own

All on my own

I had to learn it on my own

All on my own

All on my own

But I had to learn it on my own

All on my own

All on my own

All on my own

I had to learn it on my own

All on my own

All on my own