Zed Zilla - Got It On My Own lyrics
rate meI 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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