On My Own

I been fightin’ all these demons on my own,
They say the love be blind, but I should’ve known.
I gave you everything, my heart, my time, my soul,
You left me in the dark, now I’m back in THAT mode.
Feel the pain when I talk, you hear the hurt in my tone,
I seen the real turn fake, had to stand on my own.
Told me you’d never switch, but you still let go—
Now it’s racks in my jeans, and my heart full of goals.


pick up the phone,
Now I’m the one they quote, I had to grind on my own.
I put the city on my back, I turned my struggle to gold,
They tried to play me like a kid, but now the youngin’ is grown.
You wasn’t there when I was dodgin’ them charges, Sleepin’ on floors, broke as hell, movin’ cautious.
Now they show love, but it’s all too flawless—
I see the envy in they eyes whenever I’m talkin’.

Told my brothers, “We gon’ make it,” I ain’t cappin’ at all,
We was prayin’ for a win, now we stackin’ it tall.
You chose to leave me in the rain, now I’m passin’ the storm,
Cold heart, but I still move passionate, dawg.

I been fightin’ through the pain, but I’m still gon’ shine,
They movin’ weird, so I had to realign my mind.
Tryna take me from the top, but I’m one of a kind,
I had to cut a couple ties just to find my prime.

Now they watch me level up, they was throwin’ me shade,
Now I’m eatin’ every plate, wasn’t left with a taste.
I was stuck inside the dark, now I’m glowin’ with faith,
And every loss I ever took put this glow on my face.

If you ain’t ridin’ with me now, don’t be callin’ my phone,
I ain’t lookin’ in the past, I ain’t rightin’ no wrongs.
I put my heart into the songs where the struggle belong,
This that real pain talk’ not everyone can relate
No silver spoon never had to go through it’
— We just stuck in the loop! 


I been fightin’ all these demons on my own,
They say the love be blind, but I should’ve known.
I gave you everything, my heart, my time, my soul,
You left me in the dark, now I’m back in THAT mode.
Feel the pain when I talk, you hear the hurt in my tone,
I seen the real turn fake, had to stand on my own.
Told me you’d never switch, but you still let go—
Now it’s racks in my jeans, and my heart full of goals.

rap, hip hop, trap