Let me go
I do better on my own
Trapped inside my I feel at home
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on
Let me go
I do better on my own
Let me go
I do better on my own
Trapped inside my I feel at home
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on
Let me go
I do better on my own
Tell me what's really
Going on
I be to f*cked up
I can't answer phone
If I don't treat you right
You'll be gone gone gone
If we don't live to right
Then wrong wrong
Wait for uh
Do me right
I got codiene mixed up with my sprite
We be doin this shit every night
I love all yo hoes ain't got no type
Got type
Oh you bad
You the think you the best I ever had
You goin make my baby mama mad
I don't ever trip
I'm in my bag
It's a stash full of cash
Oh you got it
Babe just let me know if your about it
Well Imma put my wish up in your fountain
Stacking cash and it's taller than mountain
They be flexing for the gram
I just do it for the bands
Aye these niggas sleep on me
Like they took to many zans
I don't really trust that shit
I don't really move like that
Got 100 on my wrist and yea she know I move like that
Austin Fillmore - On My Own Lyrics
Austin Fillmore - On My Own Lyrics
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Let me go
I do better on my own
Trapped inside my I feel at home
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on
Let me go
I do better on my own
Let me go
I do better on my own
Trapped inside my I feel at home
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on
Let me go
I do better on my own
Tell me what's really
Going on
I be to f*cked up
I can't answer phone
If I don't treat you right
You'll be gone gone gone
If we don't live to right
Then wrong wrong
Wait for uh
Do me right
I got codiene mixed up with my sprite
We be doin this shit every night
I love all yo hoes ain't got no type
Got type
Oh you bad
You the think you the best I ever had
You goin make my baby mama mad
I don't ever trip
I'm in my bag
It's a stash full of cash
Oh you got it
Babe just let me know if your about it
Well Imma put my wish up in your fountain
Stacking cash and it's taller than mountain
They be flexing for the gram
I just do it for the bands
Aye these niggas sleep on me
Like they took to many zans
I don't really trust that shit
I don't really move like that
Got 100 on my wrist and yea she know I move like that
I do better on my own
Trapped inside my I feel at home
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on
Let me go
I do better on my own
Let me go
I do better on my own
Trapped inside my I feel at home
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on
Let me go
I do better on my own
Tell me what's really
Going on
I be to f*cked up
I can't answer phone
If I don't treat you right
You'll be gone gone gone
If we don't live to right
Then wrong wrong
Wait for uh
Do me right
I got codiene mixed up with my sprite
We be doin this shit every night
I love all yo hoes ain't got no type
Got type
Oh you bad
You the think you the best I ever had
You goin make my baby mama mad
I don't ever trip
I'm in my bag
It's a stash full of cash
Oh you got it
Babe just let me know if your about it
Well Imma put my wish up in your fountain
Stacking cash and it's taller than mountain
They be flexing for the gram
I just do it for the bands
Aye these niggas sleep on me
Like they took to many zans
I don't really trust that shit
I don't really move like that
Got 100 on my wrist and yea she know I move like that
Writer: BERNARD BLACKBURN, COLLIN FERGUSON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Performed By: Austin Fillmore
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: BERNARD BLACKBURN, COLLIN FERGUSON