On My Own, Pt. 2

Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Twentywrld)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
On the road i’m flying
You left me behind
I’m like, «thats fine»
Whole time it ain’t fine
She on them pills, she flyin'
She ain’t real, she lie
Swear them drugs get me by
Swear yo love get me high
Swear you love to tell me bye
We in a war
Hop in the streets, a war
Hop in the car I floor
Pedal to the floor, (woah)
He got a bitch ass nigga award
Broke nigga award, (ha)
Dirty nigga, (ha)
.30 on me go, raaa
Call up 30, uh
You still got a job
Laugh at him like, ha
Laugh at him like, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Laugh at him like, ha
Hop in the streets, a war
Hop in the car I floor
Pedal to the floor, (woah)
Uh, hop in the streets, a war
Hop in the streets, a war
Hop in the streets, a war