Zed Zilla - Got It On My Own lyrics

rate me

I heard the killers looking for me

They just trying to next me

Heard them popo been through my trap

They trying to arrest me

bitch lying like she pregnant

She’s just trying to stress me

And the preacher man want me to come

to church so he can bless me

And im thuggin my confession

I ain’t lying come and test me

Your baby mama text me

She wanna come sex me

Made her fuck another bitch

Turned her to a lesbi

Heard you on some hatin shit

And you ain’t never met me

I got bitches trying to stress me

Bitches trying to sex me

Shout out to my plug

He tryna connect me

Police tryna arrest me

won’t let them bitches kiss me

Had to kill one them niggas

Cause he tried to finesse me

She lied like I fucked her

cause she just wanna let me

I’m the man motherfucker

ay what you wanna bet me?

Kush man motherfucker

you still smoking Reggie

ransom dead mother fucker

(fah fah fah fah fah fah) test me

I’m fresh my stylist is dressed me

She praying for a blessing

I fucked her then I kicked her out

She wanted to caress me

Low pros then Pirellis

Kush smoke got me smelly

I didnt fuck your bitch

Cause she was too happy when she met me

Got it on my own started on my own

Got my money up and built my team strong

Bitches wanna fuck and they won’t leave me ‘lone

I got it on my own started on my own

Got it on my own started on my own

Got it on my own started on my own

I got it on my own started on my own

I got my money up and built my team strong

(Yo Gotti speaks)

Ay you know what it is nigga If a nigga aint a real nigga or a hitter he aint around me that's point blank period Zella you know what it is homie you stand on your own my nigga you get your own my nigga

We bossed up, yeah

Police tryna indict me

tryna send them dogs to bite me

knowin my bitch aint faithful

And knowin nobody gon write me

Well I ain’t got no friends

And na that aint my wifey

Ain't signin none of you niggas

Cause you don’t see the shit that I see

Imma say whatever I want

If you don’t like it nigga then do something

My young niggas ain’t got no life

They geekin the shoot something

My shoes cost 600

My T-shirt cost 2 something

I got it on my own

Now get off your ass and do something

Now everybody wanna be kin to me

Everybody wanna be friend to me

Aint hold me down when I was in the pin

I ain’t never rolled on my enemies

That young nigga from DC

That linked up with Tennessee

When I die fuck that Hennessey

You niggas better remember me

I’m gone

Glizzy Game, Shy

Glizzy, 37, DC, CMG

I don't even need to say it no more homie you know what it is

(Bow)

Got it on my own started on my own

We workin with them P's and keys started from zones

You smoking on that Reggie and my weed be strong

Pussy yo team aint about shit and nigga my team we gone

Got it on my own started on my own

Got my money up and built my team strong

Bitches wanna fuck and they won’t leave me ‘lone

Got it on my own started on my own

I got it on my own started on my own

I got it on my own started on my own

I got it on my own started on my own

I got my money up and build my team strong

(Yo Gotti Speaks)

Ay if you a fuck nigga suicide homie

If you a real nigga hit me up join the team

The rap shit all fucked up now

Gotti gave them young niggas that money

These young niggas outta muhfuckin control nigga

Ha, Pussy

Thanks to JHOFFixer for correcting these lyrics

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