Artist: Vado f/ August Album: On His Own (S) Song: On His Own Typed by: AZ Lyrics Man, my whole life I've been here If I don't do this, if I don't do that [Chorus] Get it to the back To the back Keep it going cause now isn't funny But his lifestyle is out on his own, here Out on his own here Out on his own here Out on his own here Get on the side! On the side In case your pop is fucked You're keeping the rock soft Cause he knows he's out on his own here! Out on his own here! Fitted to the back, I match blue Yankee This dudes they do hate me You thank me, cause I 'm you what you ain't me I'm the best witty, so let's get it, [?] Fill it! I ain't got time to stress Give me? I heard you are spinning to impress witty Drive by the apartment And seen that rich on the balcony kissing on that girl like God bishop No time to shoot I'm still a flat nigga I live in a public mansion My mortgage is far biggest Vado, your boy is out on his own here For dues, crime square, we get it on here Sure he wants a crime, but he can't stand here [?] treat a black like ten shits [Chorus] This ain't man I'm getting paper now I could get you cleaned up quick, like paper town Ha, I got that [?] to the gate where I live Fuck her, [?] I keep [?] my song with a few new starters I'm getting money out of dollars So we don't have to walk out in the club and call silence [?] my bitch comes uninvited My door man won't let her up They rather see me down instead of above [Chorus] Yeah, I'm in the class all by myself Sixty-five ex class all by myself I come with cash all by myself Two girls, one mess, all by myself My [?] bag all by myself And pass and see [?] all by myself Myself Don't make me take the [?] of myself Cause I'm a gee like the Gucci style all by myself [Chorus]