Nothing To Lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
This rhythm just keeps calling me
I don't know what you want from me
But I can't leave this game alone
I don't know what you thought of me
But that aint what i'm gonna be
I'll die before I lose control
And bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Niggas focused on designer belts
Im just focus on designing wealth
Niggas never want to move in stealth
Thats why its only me i'm by myself
I don't know what they want still
Feel like im the only one still
I aint chilling till a couple mill
And that aint even really nothing still
Fuck I look like caring about a price at 29 nah chill
Rich life all on my mind being broke sike rather rob and steal
Ima pull that stick out let my chopper show
Fuck with me i'm gonna go and let my chopper blow
This rhythm just keeps calling me
I don't know what you want from me
But I can't leave this game alone
I don't know what you thought of me
But that aint what i'm gonna be
I'll die before I lose control
And bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Fuck you niggas really be on
You now listening to a phenom
Something bitches love to fiend on
Some these bitches call me demon
Im the witty nigga with the city litty
Trying to be the Diddy with the biggie flows
Hella love for this music shit
But I need my business to bring in the gold
I used to lean on the purist side
Pray to keep my heart purified
Wouldn't mind losing a little light
To get the life I was prophesied
Niggas quick to say you sold you soul
But don't know what it really feels like
To watch your loved ones losing hope
Or die before their dream materialize
This rhythm just keeps calling me
I don't know what you want from me
But I can't leave this game alone
I don't know what you thought of me
But that aint what i'm gonna be
I'll die before I lose control
And bitch I aint got nothing left now
Ima pull that stick out let my chopper show
Fuck with me i'm gonna go and let my chopper blow
Ima pull that stick out let my chopper show
Fuck with me i'm gonna go and let my chopper blow
Nothing left
Left to lose
For this all I risk it all
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
This rhythm just keeps calling me
I don't know what you want from me
But I can't leave this game alone
I don't know what you thought of me
But that aint what i'm gonna be
I'll die before I lose control
And bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Niggas focused on designer belts
Im just focus on designing wealth
Niggas never want to move in stealth
Thats why its only me i'm by myself
I don't know what they want still
Feel like im the only one still
I aint chilling till a couple mill
And that aint even really nothing still
Fuck I look like caring about a price at 29 nah chill
Rich life all on my mind being broke sike rather rob and steal
Ima pull that stick out let my chopper show
Fuck with me i'm gonna go and let my chopper blow
This rhythm just keeps calling me
I don't know what you want from me
But I can't leave this game alone
I don't know what you thought of me
But that aint what i'm gonna be
I'll die before I lose control
And bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Bitch I aint got nothing left now
To lose
Fuck you niggas really be on
You now listening to a phenom
Something bitches love to fiend on
Some these bitches call me demon
Im the witty nigga with the city litty
Trying to be the Diddy with the biggie flows
Hella love for this music shit
But I need my business to bring in the gold
I used to lean on the purist side
Pray to keep my heart purified
Wouldn't mind losing a little light
To get the life I was prophesied
Niggas quick to say you sold you soul
But don't know what it really feels like
To watch your loved ones losing hope
Or die before their dream materialize
This rhythm just keeps calling me
I don't know what you want from me
But I can't leave this game alone
I don't know what you thought of me
But that aint what i'm gonna be
I'll die before I lose control
And bitch I aint got nothing left now
Ima pull that stick out let my chopper show
Fuck with me i'm gonna go and let my chopper blow
Ima pull that stick out let my chopper show
Fuck with me i'm gonna go and let my chopper blow
Nothing left
Left to lose
For this all I risk it all
Credits
Writer(s): Karl-anthony Daley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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