[Intro: Phone call] "Yo, yo, Rilès you good? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, ok.. I saw your songs.. you know, I like that sh** It's cool, the vibe is cool.. 'Brothers'.. yeah yeah I like 'Nowadays' and sh**.. yeah it's cool, it's cool.. So, humm.. You know I make beats.. I think I can make beats for you Let's make a project together Let's make a song or something like that" WHAT? [Chorus] Hey, I can do my sh** alone Yay I said, on my own I can do my sh** alone Yay I said, on my own My own, My own My own, My own... [Verse 1] Ok, you make beats Ok, you made that Ok, you think what you do is really 'freaking hot' Oh you work with him? He a copycat And 'cause we're from the same city I should work with ya? n***a, who you thought I was? No, you ain't the one I got hundred motherf**ers like you on the phone Wanna work with me only once I'm blowing up I've been making beats for 6 years But you for a month I don't f** with yall beggar-beginner a** n***as We ain't on the same grind Not the same hustle Been trynna get acknowledge by the great ones WHY EVERYBODY'S SLEEPING BUT THE REAL ONES? [Chorus] Hey, I can do my sh** alone Yay I said, on my own I can do my sh** alone Yay I said, on my own My own, My own My own, My own... [Verse 2] Ok you know my shrabs But who the f** are you? Lot of rats in my city but this ain't nothing new Ok you got the cash But where's your brain at? You're recording in my studio but this sh** wack They be comparing me I was not made twice There's just a lot of wannabes and many look-alikes English my second tongue Yet, I got better lines There's just a lot of wack mcees and many lazy kinds Ayyyy I'm giving melodies to n***as who can't sing They rap over type beats and their flow preheated I'm releasing the song of the year, every week I'm tired of yall, Imma just go my way [Chorus] Hey, I can do my sh** alone Yay I said, on my own I can do my sh** alone Yay I said, on my own My own, My own My own, My own...