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I did this on my own Did this on my own time Did this on my own Did this on my own time If the streets gonna talk about me I know it better be something good I did this on my own Did this on my own time I am, really illy, can you feel me Cop a new Ducati, pop a silly willy Under appreciated, over compensated Just took another shot, I do say I feel copacetic I play the game 'til the ref say I'm out of bounds You niggas out of line, when I'm out, shh, not a sound I'mma run the city like a relay I ain't passing it to nobody but me I'm in my bag nigga, trust me I seen your swag, that shit trash, it's disgusting You a bird, all I hear is feathers ruffling She from the temple she a rough ting Take her out her element and take the edge off her Not your average rapper, I got too much to offer Right now I'm hot as Arizona Got a flight first thing in the morning Letras de canciones I did this on my own Did this on my own time Did this on my own Did this on my own time If the streets gonna talk about me I know it better be something good I did this on my own Did this on my own time All I know is grind, all I know is gettin' it All my women fine, and they handle business I ain't got no time to be out here tripping Ex-girl on my line, say she want forgiveness But I'm, not that same Sudi Mane from before I bossed up when it made me some more I upgraded to marble on my floor And leather on my seat, young nigga I been in the lab, I been in my bag, I remember I ain't have no cash, I was on my ass Had to go and change something fast [?] And that V12 turbo, paint color merlot I'm at the round table with the bosses Not your average rapper, I got too much to offer Right now I'm hot as Arizona Got a flight first thing in the morning I did this on my own Did this on my own time Did this on my own Did this on my own time If the streets gonna talk about me I know it better be something good I did this on my own Did this on my own time From Letras Mania