Take Your Loss

Got my eyes open!
Now shit ain't never gone be the same
Shit ain't never gone beat this aye
The one tie between us, we two decades (Too decayed)
It's not bias homie just making music
Been years it's time that I prove
But that respect is something some would say should never come for free
Keep it G
I keep everything
Up off the ground
It's like 8 degrees
Burning herbals like purple leaves
I'm on what I said she's on t o p
Keep-keep talking bout what you bought all them shoes n wallets that Maybeline
And all while the mean I be plotting moves and run laps so maybe y'all make believe
You give a fuck about each other
For a Goddamn minute
I go to school for what I love but also what I'm be-becoming
Sure to leave you running
Surely got my eye upon a hundred
Gotta let you know above it all I gotta get my money
And it's fucked right?
Got where I am I did work for it
Still would say I ain't hurt for it
But my acknowledgement is all that that's worth homie
I need the pressure
I'm right on the spot
It's right where I should be
Might take an L, I won't smoke it's true B
Those times you fell might let you prove
Orrr maybe it's all that you got
Some really do fail n some wail or get shot
I'll be your transition that's all competition
I shut off your lights it's vicarious vision
All up in your home
Wherever you go
I'm taking it all for granted
Till one of us dies, or embraces God
Or settles down with a family
It's going off

Now you quickly got me losing cents
All this talk of what you meant
Shit's not making sense
You should know by now this dream isn't what you thought
I suggest you cut your ties n take your loss

Shit it's Go time now
You thought I'm not talking that shit?
You think this a one hit wonder
Like I'll sit down and plead the 5th?
Let's go
I'm talking to the ones
That think it's all a front
But get em in a room
And all a sudden they not really bout it
Bro nobody want it in the flesh
I coulda made a bet
Instead I think I'd rather write it down n make a mother fuckin check
It's all money in the end n when I flow it's slicing bread so shit is logical the first thought That goes popping in your head
Is what you bound to do this life is more than nominal defense
I gotta let you know before the rest start coming for your head. Oh!
Dawg I'm here to help it's not mean it's movement
I think it's time we rise up and do shit
Life's quick to slip I'll just have to prove it
I'll be upper upper echelon
Just cause I said
And just cause I work
Needed a whole damn song
Just to prove that point
Gone

Now you quickly got me losing cents
All this talk of what you meant
Shit's not making sense
You should know by now this dream isn't what you thought
I suggest you cut your ties n take your loss