On My Own Lyrics - Singles - Freeway

Um uh um uh here we go now 

[Hook: Repeat] 

It's because I'm all on my own, now 

You can leave him out hear alone, now 

Ya'll need to really watch ya'll tone 

Now you see the chrome 

Im a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya 

[Verse 1] 

It's Freeway all by myself 

I'm in da place all on my own 

In da club wit the chrome 

While ya'll nigga's gotta leave it at home 

Ya'll haters better leave it alone 

Before you meet wit ya DEATH 

Back up off me 

Put ya keys in the ig-nition 

Start the rolling gap, scrap, befoere I calp 

Bang out like a western 

Found out where you live at 

Pay ya spot a visit 

Listen 

Free to frosty, back up off me 

Before you get bury 

Carry the mover 

Extra rounds to get the clowns up of me 

Ya'll act scary, You act like losers, check, check 

State Prop in ya neighborhood 

Roc in ya spot, spot roc when you let us in 

Free got things locked in ya neighborhood 

Roc's on ya block, Free servin they medicine 

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[Hook: Repeat] 

[Verse 2] 

Roof less like a shot from a cannon 

Free is in affect and will stayin datein 

Yall, baby momas should have warned you 

Cause they seen it on the bed 

when she came over the crib 

Now they don't really wanna get the k involed 

Cause we are gonna put this thang to ya head 

The whole click pull chicks don't brag 

Tell em freeway sad if it ain't bout head 

Go head, you think its bout change go change 

Put on ya shit(uh-huh), hop in a cab (yeah) 

Meanwhile free stuck in a lab 

Earning my grip, youngin's huggin' the strip 

Freeway move rhymes like dimes move hits like nicks 

On ya mind like all the time 

On ya station like heavy rotation 

Used to be on my grind like on the line 

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[Hook: Repeat] 

[Verse 3] 

Bee Bop at the Roc we don't stop 

Boom Boom Tang my gang we move thangs 

And I put up the Range, the hoopty flow through ya block 

Ice cover my watch ya eyes stuck on the change 

What you thought its the Roc 

Wit my people from St. Lou 

Jack Frost, Jack Frost 

Up in the bang-o, the wrist froze 

Grip O's 

Roc-a-Fella pitbull snatch every bitch on ya block 

Yall prick need to back up off me 

Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice 

Whats ya order slugs on the menu 

Shut the shop down on purpose, work this 

Four-fifth like I'm runin' for prez 

I peel lead have you runin' from shots 

Go tell ya block ya block start wit the kid 

Kid kidnap ya pops 

[Hook: Repeat] 

Shit back up off me 

Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice 

Whats ya order slugs on the menu 

Shut the shop down on purpose, work this 

Back up off me 

Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice 

Whats ya order slugs on the menu 

Shut the shop down on purpose, work this ho 

[Repeat till fade] 

Ho, and another one 

ho and another one ho and another one