Nothin' to Lose
Yea, I think its fucking time to vent
I'm so pissed off I'm over here balling my fist
I'm sick of this shit
The way these niggas slick with they lips
And I'm about to grab them all up and crush them up like chips
Man fuck this shit
You really wanna know who I is
Okay
Stop the flow, break the flow, like that, bring it back
Way back, way back to the day I was a mother fucking savage
All these fake niggas screaming lavish
Making me wanna go and punch them up in they eyelids I cant deal
I got skills yet you pop pills
I'm working these jobs while my mother fucking eyes are sealed
So I be, getting the doe yea making the money
And you be hating, and fronting be pushing up on me
You know what
About to real be ill in this shit, yea killing this shit
So niggas can remember this shit
I wrote this shit
The man you picked on now I'm blasting
Got my first dream car, yea now I'm gassing
I'm not really fucking with you, I'm trying to get loot
Coming up in the world and ain't got nothing to lose
Oh what else
I'm about to get savage with this music shit
I'm starting not to care about you bitches or your bullshit
All it does is distract me, from the fact that I
Am greater than you and your mother fucking none sense
You started a fight with a lion
Come up to me you'll see that I'm tough like some iron
Yea no iron board
Atlanta nigga bringing that fire
That's right yea I'm steaming bruh
Born in Georgia bringing that heat
Yea, no Miami homie
If you come stepping to me
You better get back or get clapped
Start running bitch, on track
Don't talk back, you'll get smacked
That's straight facts
You come around here again
I guarantee catch relapse
Look
I am untouchable, you can say I'm unstoppable
And I'm sick of rap dummies writing lyrics illogical
Ain't impossible sounding comical
That's irresponsible not economical
Got the rap game like a circus show
I just came with this flow, and i just want you to know
This musics buried deep down in my soul
So when I hear these rap lyrics I go
Making sure that it glows
Ain't no time to put out no half ass flows
Yea
Now you burning on the oven I can see you smoking
Extra grease yea bitch that's yo repercussion
All that fakery caught up to you from telling them lies
Posting pics with rent money, man cutting ties
Flexing
Look I'm rich living, no cap
Get some business bout yourself before you get robbed
By them niggas who stay watching wit them trigger fingers
Because you out here acting stupid flashing fake figures
Act stupid win stupid prizes
Only acting I do is to accomplish my vision
With some precision
Making real music definitely is in my decision
I like to envision
I'm making incisions
Clueless niggas is lame, and only after the Fame
All I want to do is elevate ya brain
Of ya mainframe
Ain't the same game acting stupid
That'll cost ya freedom put yo ass up in the chain gang
For real
I'm so pissed off I'm over here balling my fist
I'm sick of this shit
The way these niggas slick with they lips
And I'm about to grab them all up and crush them up like chips
Man fuck this shit
You really wanna know who I is
Okay
Stop the flow, break the flow, like that, bring it back
Way back, way back to the day I was a mother fucking savage
All these fake niggas screaming lavish
Making me wanna go and punch them up in they eyelids I cant deal
I got skills yet you pop pills
I'm working these jobs while my mother fucking eyes are sealed
So I be, getting the doe yea making the money
And you be hating, and fronting be pushing up on me
You know what
About to real be ill in this shit, yea killing this shit
So niggas can remember this shit
I wrote this shit
The man you picked on now I'm blasting
Got my first dream car, yea now I'm gassing
I'm not really fucking with you, I'm trying to get loot
Coming up in the world and ain't got nothing to lose
Oh what else
I'm about to get savage with this music shit
I'm starting not to care about you bitches or your bullshit
All it does is distract me, from the fact that I
Am greater than you and your mother fucking none sense
You started a fight with a lion
Come up to me you'll see that I'm tough like some iron
Yea no iron board
Atlanta nigga bringing that fire
That's right yea I'm steaming bruh
Born in Georgia bringing that heat
Yea, no Miami homie
If you come stepping to me
You better get back or get clapped
Start running bitch, on track
Don't talk back, you'll get smacked
That's straight facts
You come around here again
I guarantee catch relapse
Look
I am untouchable, you can say I'm unstoppable
And I'm sick of rap dummies writing lyrics illogical
Ain't impossible sounding comical
That's irresponsible not economical
Got the rap game like a circus show
I just came with this flow, and i just want you to know
This musics buried deep down in my soul
So when I hear these rap lyrics I go
Making sure that it glows
Ain't no time to put out no half ass flows
Yea
Now you burning on the oven I can see you smoking
Extra grease yea bitch that's yo repercussion
All that fakery caught up to you from telling them lies
Posting pics with rent money, man cutting ties
Flexing
Look I'm rich living, no cap
Get some business bout yourself before you get robbed
By them niggas who stay watching wit them trigger fingers
Because you out here acting stupid flashing fake figures
Act stupid win stupid prizes
Only acting I do is to accomplish my vision
With some precision
Making real music definitely is in my decision
I like to envision
I'm making incisions
Clueless niggas is lame, and only after the Fame
All I want to do is elevate ya brain
Of ya mainframe
Ain't the same game acting stupid
That'll cost ya freedom put yo ass up in the chain gang
For real
Credits
Writer(s): Lanajee Tuggle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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