Can't Lose

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Ten toes down in the paint
Putting on for the town
Doing shit that u can't, what u thank'
Baby girl see what this cash do
Wanna roll with the winner can't hate me if she choose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga Can't looose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't

I was counted out before I had to get it
Young nigga made a statement, when I passed the mission
But I ain't wanna grind my life to get no average pension
So I'ma make you get the point, but I ain't no statistician
Look, stop flexing that you know you owe me
And Imma block ya number if ya get phony
Ced told me watch my back cause these niggas wit that envy
These niggas not my friends they just don't wanna be against me
I stopped talking bout my plans and I started making moves
Man the boy can't lose, so don't hate me if she choose
Man these girls really want a real nigga with some status
They ask me where I'm at; I'm Ali, I'm where the Cash Is being real
I need that loaf and I'm just being honest
Imma young buck and I'm ballin like Giannis (Ballin like gi-wha)
I know you wanna ride with me shorty
Road to success and swervin Lanez like I'm Tory

Ten toes down in the paint
Putting on for the town
Doing shit that u can't, what u thank'
Baby girl see what this cash do
Wanna roll with the winner can't hate me if she choose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga Can't looose
Young nigga can't lose(Can't Lose)
Young nigga can't lose(It's Mr. Westside)
Young nigga can't

Like MJ in the finals, Bitch I can't lose
They say time is money; so I can't snooze
It's either the chucks or the retros I can't choose
I put my stamp on the game, I'm here for good I'ma tattoo
All these pussy niggas cat food
I go nuts and they go salty like some cashews
Me and Clip$e some young kings and we cracking like pistachios
No L's we Play for the W, we the Nationals
I got the juice like Que nigga
And I'm the Big Man in my city like Ndamukong Suh nigga
So don't playboy, you not Hugh nigga
I gotta few bunnies that'll hop out and shoot nigga
Fourth quarter, five seconds left with the game tied
Pass me the rock, I pull up nigga that's game time
I flex on you, then I make yo bitch choose
Now she fuckin with a nigga cause she know I can't lose

Ten toes down in the paint
Putting on for the town
Doing shit that u can't, what u thank'
Baby girl see what this cash do
Wanna roll with the winner can't hate me if she choose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga Can't looose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't lose
Young nigga can't



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Writer(s): Noah Uche
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