On My Own
Old Man Saxon feat. Mount Cyanide Lyrics
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On my own
Yah, nigga
On my own
So I'm gon' see you later, nigga
On my own
Bitch I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Drinks been paid for, for that night
No dimes spent, you know that's right
Got a couple thick chicks that been on my side
Got a couple in the club that done caught my eye
Beats take over me sonically
Please pass some of them chronic leaves
Couple more shots then I gotta leave
But you can catch me leaned back like Keanu Reeves
But I'm riled up, mean with the bass
Don't lick the bag, leave me a taste
Stress with the beef, seems it could wait
'Cause I'd rather bake shake, cause scenes in Kuwait
Moving hella slow but he seems in the race
Better ease up if you keeping the pace
Where we gon' go you gon' need you a chase
So you better ease up, better ease up
I been getting paper, nigga
On my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
On my own
So I'm gon' see you later, nigga
I'm on my own
Bitch I'm on my own
I'm on my own
(On my own)
Rolling a blunt, in the lobby
Eating unagi and never responding
My body is calm while I'm riding in shotty
Woke up next morning in a new Bugatti
Sike, the Ford Explorer
Sweating my balls off, face on the floor
Saving up money to find mi amore
But I'd rather get tore up then find me on shores
Don't have to know me, I'm still on your list
Popping yo bitch, you know just how it is
Got a couple of spliffs that have yet to be lit
Oh, that's the sexiest shit
Taking my chick up to Reykjavik
Hoping to hit and then never commit
Ink's always up in my recipe bitch
Watch me make nero di seppia quick
I been getting paper, nigga
On my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
On my own
So I'ma see you later, nigga
I'm on my own
Bitch I'm on my own
I'm on my own
So I'm gon' see you later, nigga
I'm on my own
I'm on my own, nigga
I'm on my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
Been on my own
I been on my own, bitch
Been on my own
On my own
I been on my own
I been on my own
On my own with these haters
On my own, see you later
I'm on my own, see you later
On my own
I been on my own
On my own
See you later
So bitch I'm on my own
Aye see you later
I said bitch I'm on my own
Said "Bye bye, see you later"
Bye, bye hoe
Bye bye, see you later
Bitch I'm on my own
Bye bye, see you later
Bitch I'm on my own
Bye bye, see you later
Old Man Saxon's "On My Own" is an upbeat rap song that celebrates the freedom of being independent. The lyrics are about how the rapper is living his life to the fullest, partying, enjoying the company of women, and taking risks. The chorus repeats the line "I'm on my own" several times, emphasizing the artist's independence and self-sufficiency.
The first verse describes a night out with friends. The singer has had his drinks paid for and been surrounded by women. He's feeling good and enjoying the music. The second verse begins with the artist rolling a blunt in a hotel lobby. He's unbothered and carefree, not responding to anyone's messages. He seems to enjoy living life on his terms, whether that means driving a beat-up car or chasing women without worrying about commitment.
Overall, "On My Own" is a song about enjoying life and not getting bogged down by relationships or other people's expectations. The artist is content to be on his own, pursuing his own interests and passions, and he's encouraging listeners to do the same.
Line by Line Meaning
Yah
Expressing excitement or agreement
On my own
Being independent and self-sufficient
Yah, nigga
Showing excitement and emphasis
So I'm gon' see you later, nigga
Leaving and going one's own way
Bitch I'm on my own
Asserting one's independence and self-reliance
Drinks been paid for, for that night
Having the financial means to spend the night without worry
No dimes spent, you know that's right
Not having to spend any money that night
Got a couple thick chicks that been on my side
Being accompanied by attractive women
Got a couple in the club that done caught my eye
Being interested in women in the club
Beats take over me sonically
Being engulfed by the music
Please pass some of them chronic leaves
Asking for marijuana to smoke
Couple more shots then I gotta leave
Having a few more drinks before departing
But you can catch me leaned back like Keanu Reeves
Relaxing and taking it easy
But I'm riled up, mean with the bass
Being energized by the music
Don't lick the bag, leave me a taste
Sharing drugs with others
Stress with the beef, seems it could wait
Choosing not to engage in conflict
'Cause I'd rather bake shake, cause scenes in Kuwait
Preferring to smoke marijuana and have fun instead of fighting
Moving hella slow but he seems in the race
Taking things slow but still making progress
Better ease up if you keeping the pace
Advising someone to slow down to avoid getting tired
Where we gon' go you gon' need you a chase
Suggesting that they'll go somewhere exciting and fast-paced
I been getting paper, nigga
Making money independently
Fucking with these haters, nigga
Dealing with people who dislike them
Rolling a blunt, in the lobby
Smoking marijuana in a public area
Eating unagi and never responding
Ignoring messages or calls while eating sushi
My body is calm while I'm riding in shotty
Feeling relaxed while sitting in the front passenger seat
Woke up next morning in a new Bugatti
Waking up in a luxurious new car
Sike, the Ford Explorer
Joking about the luxury car and revealing the truth
Sweating my balls off, face on the floor
Being uncomfortable and sweating heavily
Saving up money to find mi amore
Working towards finding a lover
But I'd rather get tore up then find me on shores
Preferring to get drunk and party instead of finding love
Don't have to know me, I'm still on your list
Being well-known and talked about
Popping yo bitch, you know just how it is
Having sex with other people's girlfriends
Got a couple of spliffs that have yet to be lit
Having more marijuana to smoke later
Oh, that's the sexiest shit
Finding smoking marijuana attractive
Taking my chick up to Reykjavik
Going on a trip with a girlfriend
Hoping to hit and then never commit
Having a casual sexual relationship without any commitment
Ink's always up in my recipe bitch
Rapping about their skills and talent
Watch me make nero di seppia quick
Showing off their skills and speed
Bye bye, see you later
Leaving and saying goodbye
Bye, bye hoe
Insulting someone as they leave
Writer(s): Yasmin Shahmir, Ian Greenidge, A Williams
Contributed by Mateo B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@edwardkenway9425
Yah
On my own
Yah, nigga
On my own
So I'ma see you later, nigga
On my own
Bitch I'm on my own
I'm on my own
Yah, Yah, Yah
Drinks been paid for, for that night
No dimes spent, you know that's right
Got a couple thick chicks that been on my side
Got a couple in the club that done caught my eye
Beats take over me sonically
Please pass some of them chronic leaves
Couple more shots then I gotta leave
But you can catch me leaned back like Keanu Reeves
But I'm riled up, mean with the bass
Don't lick the bag, leave me a taste
Stress with the beef, seems it could wait
'Cause I'd rather bake shake, cause scenes in Kuwait
Moving hella slow but he seems in the race
Better ease up if you keeping the pace
Where we gon' go you gon' need you a chase
So you better ease up, better ease up
I been getting paper, nigga
On my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
On my own
So I'ma see you later, nigga
I'm on my own
Bitch I'm on my own
I'm on my own
(On my own)
Rolling a blunt, in the lobby
Eating unagi and never responding
My body is calm while I'm riding in shotty
Woke up next morning in a new Bugatti
Sike, the Ford Explorer
Sweating my balls off, face on the floor
Saving up money to find mi amore
But I'd rather get tore up then find me on shores
Don't have to know me, I'm still on your list
Popping yo bitch, you know just how it is
Got a couple of spliffs that have yet to be lit
Oh, that's the sexiest shit
Taking my chick up to Reykjavik
Hoping to hit and then never commit
Ink's always up in my recipe bitch
Watch me make nero di seppia quick
[Chorus: Old Man Saxon]
I been getting paper, nigga
On my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
On my own
So I'ma see you later, nigga
I'm on my own
Bitch I'm on my own
I'm on my own
So I'ma see you later, nigga
I'm on my own
I'm on my own, nigga
I'm on my own
Fucking with these haters, nigga
I'm on my own
I been on my own, bitch
Been on my own
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