My Own

Yeah i did it but at what cost

And what payment

Honestly i feel my heart ripping

Its been hard lately

I been at the bottom

Writing till my fingers off

Feelin like i did it all

But i aint really did enough

What is right or wrong

If your tryna right your wrongs

Setting all the pages on fire that im typin on

But my lights is on

And the foods on table

And i got a couple lovers so i guess im really to able

To shine

But i dont fit in elsewhere

Whats the point of winning if u did it on your own

Im tryna share it, and then cherrish the people that i know

And i know that im far from where i need to be

But my voice in my head tell me dont go far

Writing on my own, while im waiting in my car

I dont really listen to the people in my ear

Cause i did it on my own and i made it to here

But maybe im wrong man maybe im right

Or maybe im fighting for

Nothing in my life and

Maybe this the right direction

Maybe i am wrong

But ill find out soon when i do it on my

Own