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On My Own (feat. Lil Lace) Video (MV)




Performed By: AHT
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Lil Lace, Phouthasack Phengsavath




AHT - On My Own (feat. Lil Lace) Lyrics




Ain't no stoppin' me when I'm up in my zone
If you try me, click clack to the dome
Get to the bag, get the stacks then we gone
F*ck a hand-out, man I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Get it on my own, own, own

If you don't do it for yourself, who the f*ck will
Man I do it for the wealth, I'm tryna touch mills
Play the hand that was dealt, never stuck still
Making moves, its my time and I must kill
Get every dollar man that's a known fact
Real motherf*cker, yeah they can't clone that
No sucker shit here, I don't condone that
Ready for the come up, f*ck broke I ain't going back
East Coast to the West to the Dirty South
Man you know what it is, what we all about
Get to the bag homie on a different route
Bars like dope, on the block I be dishin' out
Everybody always talking like they know me
Well I ain't your friend, ain't your homie
Get money, live life, keep it low key
If you try to clown, hundred rounds to your dome piece

Ain't no stoppin' me when I'm up in my zone
If you try me, click clack to the dome
Get to the bag, get the stacks then we gone
F*ck a hand-out, man I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Get it on my own, own, own
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Ain't no stoppin' me when I'm up in my zone
If you try me, click clack to the dome
Get to the bag, get the stacks then we gone
F*ck a hand-out, man I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Get it on my own, own, own

If you don't do it for yourself, who the f*ck will
Man I do it for the wealth, I'm tryna touch mills
Play the hand that was dealt, never stuck still
Making moves, its my time and I must kill
Get every dollar man that's a known fact
Real motherf*cker, yeah they can't clone that
No sucker shit here, I don't condone that
Ready for the come up, f*ck broke I ain't going back
East Coast to the West to the Dirty South
Man you know what it is, what we all about
Get to the bag homie on a different route
Bars like dope, on the block I be dishin' out
Everybody always talking like they know me
Well I ain't your friend, ain't your homie
Get money, live life, keep it low key
If you try to clown, hundred rounds to your dome piece

Ain't no stoppin' me when I'm up in my zone
If you try me, click clack to the dome
Get to the bag, get the stacks then we gone
F*ck a hand-out, man I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Man I get on my own
Yeah I get it on my own
Get it on my own, own, own
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Writer: Lil Lace, Phouthasack Phengsavath
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