loner on my own, alone hang with my chrome These motherfuckers play, life so fraud I peep game, to the T Cause I don't want nobody, to catch a nigga slipping on
with me [Trae:] Ain't nothing changed, I still sit watching the time go by I'm on a level of my own, cause motherfuckers too fly They keep on calling
rather kick it with the rain motherfucker [Hook] [Trae:] It ain't too many can relate, to what I'm feeling inside I've been a loner on my own, so I
t you Falsifying your hood stripes, nigga that ain't true Naw street nigga, like I'm homeless The reason why I tell niggaz get on they grind, because
, better leave that dick-riding alone And go on and do what you do, and take your fraud ass back home [Hook x2] [Trae] A lot of thangs be on my mind
[Hook x4] Sitting on top of the world [Trae] I really wish that I was, sitting on top of the world Cause lately I've been in my own zone, stressing so
too many friends, so I'm riding by myself Your own kin'll try to do you, when on a mission for wealth I was told, every person get a day of they own I
who ever thought that we will get to see this day Your son been grinding it for years and now we finally on his way To be something that'll make your
you know what fuck goin on with me nigga niggaz don't know shit, same ol' gossip ass, messy ass shit nigga need to speak on your own self nigga, 2 each
of haters, wanna see me gone But I think, you better move on If you wanna plex, then let's get it on But I think, you better move on [Trae] Now that
the day That my people, will try to use my life away I really wish that I could leave, and go away So it's best, to stay the fuck away from Trae [Trae
as your life begin it's beginning to end I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your time is dated You never know when showin your love might be related
m riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth Cause I roll
one time under the sunshine With one nine, stick to my hustle stay on my grind With the fine mind, body, and soul God placed my feet on solid ground,
s a win or lose So what's it gonna be, him or you Daddy lie on ya bed, is she lying to your head Well it depends on the truth, huh See I'm realistic
running through your nose and your veins I'm throwing out flames, like a gallon of propane With a guillotine nigga, that'll open your brain Open the range on your
'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth Cause I
this (YEEAAHHH!) I got this look look I got this (so don't worry) [Verse 1: Trae] I tried to tell em I got this I got this Trae Tha Truth I'm feeling