At 25 I'm no closer to where I was at 20
Started a new life big city big country
Still hungry, like my stacks of bills chunky
Guerrilla warfare like monkey
New administration out to hunt me
I don't got plans on blowing up cities
But I got plans on cities blowin me up
I don't got plans on throwing up fiddies
But I got plans on signing with 50
I gotta work harder I gotta work smarter
If I wanna be able to provide in excess
For both of my daughters
I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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Now These Bitches Blowing Up
On My Phone
I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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Now These Bitches Blowing Up
On My Phone
Killing any track that you put in front of me
I'll become what I'll become and it'll all be because of me
I got Mo style than all of you chumps so how could you stunt on me
As long as you're with me the food and the blunts are on me
No one can do what I do better than I do
I'm done staying idle I'm slaying my idols
Don't care if they own shares inside of tidal
I'm coming straight for the title I think I'm entitled
Since all of y'all shit is recycled
I guess I'm a bitta nigga that I'm still not a Bigga nigga
Im still stuck increasing my annual figgas
You know If it's beef it's trigga fingas not twitta fingas
You f*cking dingus! Suck on my penis! I'm hotter than Phoenix
I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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Now These Bitches Blowing Up
On My Phone
I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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Now These Bitches Blowing Up
On My Phone
I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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Now These Bitches Blowing Up
On My Phone
I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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I Did It All On My Own
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Now These Bitches Blowing Up
On My Phone