Freeway - On My Own lyrics

Um uh um uh here we go now [Hook: x 2] 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 I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya It's Freeway all by myself I'm in da place all on my own In da club wit the chrome While ya'll n***a'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 [Hook: x 2] Roof less like a shot from a cannon Free is in affect and will stayin datein Why'all, baby momas should have warned you 'Cause they seen it on the bed When she came over the crib Now they don't really want to 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 sh**(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 [Hook: x 2] 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 b**h on ya block Why'all prick need to back up off me Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice What's 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: x 2] sh** back up off me Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice What's 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 What's 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