Beltway Zay - ON ME

(I ain't got it on me, yuh)
(I don't even got the blocky for real like)
I ain't got it on me, niggas swear they friends but ain't homies
Wonder I'm lost or if I'm lonely, now a nigga roaming
That shit feeling like a phony, but I guess I gotta put that on me
You don't even know me, out In Montana I turn to Tony
You watching then you know that I been growing
Still ain't never folding, gotta play these cards that I been holding
Time flies gotta keep it going
(Yuh)
Last winter got depressed, heavy on my chest
Last summer had me stressed, I was stacking less
And God I'm tryna do my best, and give you the rest
It's getting lonely in the west but still I'm getting dressed
And lacing up my boots making the most out another day
Boutta call my momma cause I miss the shit my mother say
I gotta go and get it cause I never knew another way
And boy I know you tired but its time to run another play
The sun will come another day I promise it be alright
Seen some dark days, it's okay they can't be all bright
This yo time to eat and I ain't talkin' boutta a small bite
Better bring the blunt or it's boutta be a long night
Cause I don't got the pistol wit me
Pray that they don't pistol whip me
Boutta beat the beat up like I'm Bobby and I'm pissed at Whitney
Grew up wit my daddy there, grew up wit my momma too
Grew up in a nice house my granny whipped a honda new
So I ain't gotta cap for internet, cause that's what goofys do
If I'm a square you a SpongeBob, goofy goober
Candice, Phineas and Ferb dooby-doo-bah
Knew I, always be a baller not a shooter
Yahshua got me through and now I'm on that mula
Flew out, finna touchdown like I'm Tua
It's the winter time stack it and pop put in July
Barely touchin' paper I can't blow it on no jeweler
I'm too fly, hit the gas that shit got me too high
Do I Lauren Hill fuck with Lauren Hill I said Do I
Niggas moving slimy gotta watch how I maneuver
Tryin stop my flow don't give a damn I'm talkin' Hoover
I ain't got it on me, niggas swear they friends but ain't homies
Wonder I'm lost or if I'm lonely, now a nigga roaming
That shit feeling like a phony, but I guess I gotta put that on me
You don't even know me, out In Montana I turn to Tony
You watching then you know that I been growing
Still ain't never folding, gotta play these cards that I been holding
Time flies gotta keep it going
I ain't got it on me, niggas swear they friends but ain't homies
Wonder I'm lost or if I'm lonely, now a nigga roaming
That shit feeling like a phony, but I guess I gotta put that on me
You don't even know me, out In Montana I turn to Tony
You watching then you know that I been growing
Still ain't never folding, gotta play these cards that I been holding
Time flies gotta keep it going

Written by:
Isaiah Douglas

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