Nothing 2 Lose

Step up to this mic, like I got something to prove
Whole world on my shoulders like I got nothing to lose
Bitch, throw your hands up, grab a drink raise your cup
Cause this is what I dreamed about my whole life, this one night

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Okay everybody listen up
Before I go in, tell you what
I'm about to murder shit, homicide and everybody in this bitch better keep their mouth shut
Or every motherfucker's going down with me too
As a witness to a crime that you didn't even do
Now you get it? I got it
The rules have been audit
Let's try this again, take two

What the fuck is up?
Been killing shit, so don't fuck with us
One thing about me is I don't give up
J.G. on the gas til my time is up
Pedal to the metal, got my foot to the floor
With a joint in my mouth, got you begging for more
Hopped out, hit my door, should be mad so I swore
But I laughed when I paused and looked up at the score
So I'm good when I masturbate
But if you ask my dick he's probably half as great
If you ain't in it to win it, then why are you in it?
Might need a few minutes before I go Dennis the Menace
But my pen can replenish a sentence
Just to spit in your face like a dental hygienist
I'm a teacher in the game and I'm checking attendance
What a disgrace, it looks scarce since they heard of my presence

Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip, and I
Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip

Bitch I'm the kid, who the fuck is you is?
I got the plan and I handle my biz
There's money out for everybody, you just gotta find it
You just gotta lock in, go get it, grind it
Stack a couple thousand then I flip it and rewind it
Cooked the books straight, IRS can't find it
Ten grand checks on investments, I just signed it
Need a hundred grand before the age of 22
Half way there, they don't wanna think it's true
Need a half a mil before the age of 23
Three years later, you could really come and see
I'm just spitting free game, you can listen if you want to
Or you can feel the pain when you can't do what you want to
And you can go insane with regret, that'll haunt you
Bitch bad she my hype man, wrist on froze that's ice man
White Brazi no spray tan, yeah
They think I'm suicidal, I would die for this shit
Got a couple homies who gon ride with a clip
She don't really know me, tryna slide with the clique
You know that you owe me, why you hiding like a bitch?
Waist swag so hypnotic, neck swag gone bionic
Catch my love platonic
Bitch I am a solider, rocky weed from Boulder
I just wanna get it all with fam on the shoulder
I just wanna stack it to the ceiling, getting colder
Hold up, hold up free throw
Game winner from deep though
Marg's parked at Home Depot
Hold up, hold up free throw
That's game winner from deep though

Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip, and I
Popped up in the game like an itch
I ain't got a million dollars hoe, I still feel filthy rich
I ain't got a million followers, but I'll probably fuck your bitch
I ain't got a million choppers, but I'll still unload a clip