Текст Old Man Saxon – On My Own

Old Man Saxon:
Yah
On my own
Yah, nigga

Drinks been paid for, for that night
No dimes spent, you know that’s right
Got a couple thick chicks that been on my side
Got a couple in the club that done caught my eye
Beats take over me sonically
Please pass some of them chronic leaves
Couple more shots then I gotta leave
But you can catch me leaned back like Keanu Reeves
But I’m riled up, mean with the bass
Don’t lick the bag, leave me a taste
Stress with the beef, seems it could wait
‘Cause I’d rather bake shake, cause scenes in Kuwait
Moving hella slow but he seems in the race
Better ease up if you keeping the pace
Where we gon’ go you gon’ need you a chase
So you better ease up, better ease up

I been getting paper, nigga
On my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
On my own

Rolling a blunt, in the lobby
Eating unagi and never responding
My body is calm while I’m riding in shotty
Woke up next morning in a new Bugatti
Sike, the Ford Explorer
Sweating my balls off, face on the floor
Saving up money to find mi amore
But I’d rather get tore up then find me on shores
Don’t have to know me, I’m still on your list
Popping yo bitch, you know just how it is
Got a couple of spliffs that have yet to be lit
Oh, that’s the sexiest shit
Taking my chick up to Reykjavik
Hoping to hit and then never commit
Ink’s always up in my recipe bitch
Watch me make nero di seppia quick

I been getting paper, nigga
On my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
On my own
So I’ma see you later, nigga
I’m on my own
Bitch I’m on my own
I’m on my own
So I’ma see you later, nigga
I’m on my own
I’m on my own, nigga
I’m on my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
I’m on my own
I been on my own, bitch
Been on my own