GOOD ON MY OWN

[Intro: Vory]

(Cannot love a—)

(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)

(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)

(I tell my—) Aye YB, let's pipe 'em up, bro

Hitmaka (Yeah)

[Chorus: Vory]

Yeah, I do not fuck with these niggas, I stay in my zone

I stay in my mode

Yeah, the shit that these niggas be braggin' about, I done did it before

And I know it's hurtin' they souls

Yeah, yeah, and I know it's hurtin' they souls (Yeah)

Hey, I keep my shooter outside, hе parked in the front

Don't know what thesе niggas be on

See, I do not trust these niggas, don't fuck with these niggas

I'm good on my own

Bring 'em like six Ms on my lonely, know I'm good on my own

They know that I'm good on my word, they talkin' the bread and price on they head

[Verse: Neek Bucks]

Girl, I only spinned that boy' block 'cause they love me and they gonna do what I said

Boy, ain't no pickin' or choosin', it's up with whoever 'til one of us dead

I tend to think 'bout my dead homies, I was thuggin', I could've been them

I got like twenty racks in my Amiri jeans, boy, I couldn't wait to win

Please let me know where he hiding

You say it's up, nigga, slide then

I couldn't believe how them bitches was treatin' me, I had to run it up

Yee, please keep them boys out my way 'cause you know that them niggas ain't one of us

Yee, I popped these Percs in my system for pain, I know they gon' numb it up

Yeah, I lost myself in this shit, I don't know how, but I had to backtrack

Yeah, I don't wanna hear 'bout no opp, we gon' wipe that boy nose, nigga, that's that

I was so broke in the trenches, I couldn't believe it was that bad (Geek)

And please let me know if it's smoke 'cause boy, we on go

[Chorus: Vory]

Yeah, I do not fuck with these niggas, I stay in my zone

I stay in my mode

Yeah, the shit that these niggas be braggin' about, I done did it before

And I know it's hurtin' they souls

Yeah, yeah, and I know it's hurtin' they souls (Yeah)

Hey, I keep my shooter outside, he parked in the front

Don't know what these niggas be on

See, I do not trust these niggas, don't fuck with these niggas

I'm good on my own

Bring 'em like six Ms on my lonely, know I'm good on my own

They know that I'm good on my word, they talkin' the bread and price on they head

[Outro: Vory]

(Cannot love a—)

(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)

(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me, then I cannot love again)

(I tell my bitch, she ever catch me—)