Let It Loose
Felt a little bit weed in my pocket
Little bit of bud while my bitch talking
Word to the wise
Right to the action
Round go around going keep blasting
You can't think twice when it happens
That hows a fighter loses matches
For a little grit little sugar added to the mix
Attack the clit like I'm snacking
Whom say they say baby baby
Always on child play, play, play
Cutting trying change my fate
Lord knows my sins
Mama knows my life
Sister knows I've changed
Everybody working on that day today
Complete understand what it means
One hard path between my chase
People be smoking them trees
Just like some dead leafs
Hoping that I don't succeed
Creeping like the damn police
Guess y'all feel fueled up
Drunk left and screwed up
Bitch as ass pig
Try to get where I need to be
We gonna let them all loose
Yeah
We gonna let all
Let them all loose
Get him 'em
Get him 'em
Back to where you need to be
Fuck y'all and y'all sympathy
Worry about y'all family
Worry about y'all own degree
Record time in record time
While I'm making all this money green
Worry about y'all own flexing
Worry about y'all own Texts
I just get my own in my own time
In the way I like
Worry about me
I ain't worried you
I'm smoke all of mine
I'm make all loud
Bring it all down
Bring it all down
Bring it all down
Breaking on down
No bullshit on my course
While I'm running out
Worry about you
While I'm worried about mine
Little bit of bud while my bitch talking
Word to the wise
Right to the action
Round go around going keep blasting
You can't think twice when it happens
That hows a fighter loses matches
For a little grit little sugar added to the mix
Attack the clit like I'm snacking
Whom say they say baby baby
Always on child play, play, play
Cutting trying change my fate
Lord knows my sins
Mama knows my life
Sister knows I've changed
Everybody working on that day today
Complete understand what it means
One hard path between my chase
People be smoking them trees
Just like some dead leafs
Hoping that I don't succeed
Creeping like the damn police
Guess y'all feel fueled up
Drunk left and screwed up
Bitch as ass pig
Try to get where I need to be
We gonna let them all loose
Yeah
We gonna let all
Let them all loose
Get him 'em
Get him 'em
Back to where you need to be
Fuck y'all and y'all sympathy
Worry about y'all family
Worry about y'all own degree
Record time in record time
While I'm making all this money green
Worry about y'all own flexing
Worry about y'all own Texts
I just get my own in my own time
In the way I like
Worry about me
I ain't worried you
I'm smoke all of mine
I'm make all loud
Bring it all down
Bring it all down
Bring it all down
Breaking on down
No bullshit on my course
While I'm running out
Worry about you
While I'm worried about mine
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Writer(s): Joshua Chacon
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