Losses

Too many losses
I'm sick to my stomach I'm feeling so nauseous
Lately I'm cautious
Don't trust nobody
I trap in apartments
I put em on yeah
When I was still down that's what a boss is
They hate on me yeah getting money so that make me a target

Too many losses
I'm sick to my stomach I'm feeling so nauseous
Lately I'm cautious
Don't trust nobody
I trap in apartments
I put em on yeah
When I was still down that's what a boss is
They hate on me yeah getting money so that make me a target

20k in the casino
Lost another 20 shipping a pre load
She mad at me I get money illegal
Sorry mama only way I can feed you

You can die by just testing my ego
4-5 all my niggas they lethal
I swear to god the devil so evil
Putting this energy all in my head

I feel a way when I'm broke I feel dead
Dropped out of school cause I wanted some bread
I went and got it like how could you live
My country dying and most of 'em kids

Know people dying it is what it is
Wish I could 'em I did what I did
They say I'm different I know I'm a gift

Too many losses
I'm sick to my stomach I'm feeling so nauseous
Lately I'm cautious
Don't trust nobody
I trap in apartments
I put em on yeah
When I was still down that's what a boss is
They hate on me yeah getting money so that make me a target

Too many losses
I'm sick to my stomach I'm feeling so nauseous
Lately I'm cautious
Don't trust nobody
I trap in apartments
I put em on yeah
When I was still down that's what a boss is
They hate on me yeah getting money so that make me a target

I took a loss I was so lost
They used to tell me that music a sin
Do it for people that do it for me
When you get money they try to be friends

Niggas they suckas if you do me wrong,
I promise that you won't do it again
They say I'm chosen I know that I am
Whenever I lose I run up the bands

They say I'm bugging, I really came up from nothing
Reason why I wake up hustling
Said that you got me but bitch you be bluffing
Focused on me baby end of discussion

Got me a bag I was just thugging
We took a loss and we turned it to something
Yeah, woah
We took a loss and we turned it to something

Too many losses
I'm sick to my stomach I'm feeling so nauseous
Lately I'm cautious
Don't trust nobody
I trap in apartments
I put em on yeah
When I was still down that's what a boss is
They hate on me yeah getting money so that make me a target

Too many losses
I'm sick to my stomach I'm feeling so nauseous
Lately I'm cautious
Don't trust nobody
I trap in apartments
I put em on yeah
When I was still down that's what a boss is
They hate on me yeah getting money so that make me a targeee-eeeeet Yeah,
Getting money so that make me a targeee-eeeeet Yeah

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Don De Dieu



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Writer(s): Ahmed Saleh
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