TNT 313 - On My Own

Ayyy
It’s TNT bitch
I ain’t have no big homie had to get it on my own
Working 9 to 5 and hustlin to bring that feti home
I’m just tryna feed my family and be the best that I could be
I’m doing this for Trinity so you know ain’t no stoppin me
.40 on my waistline I dare you try to take mine
Protected by this weapon choppa sounding like a baseline
Pull up with that cannon wildin out this ain’t drumline
I’m my own gang I ain’t never need a frontline
Other niggas hoes they’ll fold when it’s crunch time
Y’all the type of niggas that got bullied in the lunch line
You ain’t eatin shit like Rico told Mitch
Bet not play me like no bitch cause you know I keep a blick
All I know is hustle my baby I get it on my own
Trappin off the iPhone swear to God I’m never home
Always on the road with that load dodgin potholes
.44 hit yo 4 door now yo Volvo dodgin hollows
They ain’t fuckin with me
Niggas garbage imma take em out like leftover meat
Why these niggas get me started why they let out the beast
I’m a bully on the mic boy I just beat up the beat
If he ain’t wanna knuckle up .40 make him tuck and duck
I’m quick to fuck a nigga up before I lift a nigga up
I just rolled up on a opp had to twist that nigga up
If I see my nigga down imma pick my nigga up
Cause I ain’t have no big homie had to get it on my own
Working 9 to 5 and hustlin to bring that feti home
I’m just tryna feed my family and be the best that I could be
I’m doing this for Trinity so you know ain’t no stoppin me
.40 on my waistline I dare you try to take mine
Protected by this weapon choppa sounding like a baseline
Pull up with that cannon wildin out this ain’t drumline
I’m my own gang I ain’t never need a frontline
TNT I’m still that same nigga
Same number same address niggas know where I’m at
Niggas out here internet thuggin but they be duckin wreck
I been out here all in a bag I’m fuckin up a check
Call me Nike I just do it currency I speak it fluent
If it ain’t about a dollar tell a nigga keep it movin
Money is the motivation everyday I’m gettin to it
Bitch
Cause I ain’t have no big homie had to get it on my own
Working 9 to 5 and hustlin to bring that feti home
I’m just tryna feed my family and be the best that I could be
I’m doing this for Trinity so you know ain’t no stoppin me
.40 on my waistline I dare you try to take mine
Protected by this weapon choppa sounding like a baseline
Pull up with that cannon wildin out this ain’t drumline
I’m my own gang I ain’t never need a frontline
Cause I ain’t have no big homie had to get it on my own
Working 9 to 5 and hustlin to bring that feti home
I’m just tryna feed my family and be the best that I could be
I’m doing this for Trinity so you know ain’t no stoppin me
.40 on my waistline I dare you try to take mine
Protected by this weapon choppa sounding like a baseline
Pull up with that cannon wildin out this ain’t drumline
I’m my own gang I ain’t never need a frontline

Written by:
Cortez Cummings

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