Can't Lose

(D-d-DJ FMCT)
I'm like a therapist for real (DJ Bandz, aw, man)
I be rappin' anythin' if I say I could do it

You niggas careless
I'm steady droppin' music, you ain't sharin' it
Murder case to gold teeth, the airport never clearin' it
Had a killer who wouldn't lay aside no one, say I'm a therapist
Lost my brother, it's on you
Right there with your brother, you gotta cherish it

I'm still the same, face a lot of y'all
I'm real, ain't gotta lie to y'all
Pop a Perc' just like a Tylenol
Get roaches like a crocodile
They don't know the shit I saw
They don't know the shit I seen
Lost some niggas back to back
Shit feel like a bad dream

These drugs got me trippin', movin', I be motion
I had his picture when he died, ain't wanna post it
It's hot, hot, never come outside without your Glock cocked
Chiraq like a top shop, turn your Hellcat to a drop-top

I done been to prison a few times, I got left behind
I done used the swipe to get some beans from Amazon Prime
It's really a reward to be around me, nigga, I ain't lyin'
See what I been goin' through, got the nerve ask me am I fine

Wasn't at my lowest, but on my last
That check just came in time
'Bout to get the SVJ all cash, but I ain't waste my time

How you owe me bread, now you avoidin' me? Ain't one of mine
Think it's a game, pull up bustin', why would I lie?

And I'm on drugs, I'ma tell the truth
If you my brother, just don't make a move
And I know them niggas so confused
We really winnin' and we cannot lose

I ain't goin', I ain't goin', I ain't goin'
I ain't goin', I ain't goin', I ain't goin'

I can't lose no more
I take a loss, I gotta take a life
Told my brother that I got him
Know I'm with him wrong or right
You got beef out in these streets
You better not move without a pipe
Try to make a way to fuck
I hit her on the first night (on my mama, nigga)

Know I'm screamin', "Fuck the feds" until they let my thugs out
Made a killin' out this bitch, you know this a drug house
He just talkin' for attention, like on Clubhouse (he just talkin')
We the type of niggas come through, have the club hot (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)

You just talkin', "Time clear", nigga, just sit back and wait
Play your role and play your part
You know it's all gon' fall in place
They got bro locked up for murder, I just pray he beat the case
Gotta look through a screen just to see my dawg face

Know they wanna give him life like they did caught him in race (oh, why?)
Know they safe and they right
I been prayin' every day (oh, why?)
I would never leave you hangin' like a stray
Know them Ms on the way
Get you home, do whatever
Fuck the price, I'll pay

And I'm on drugs, I'ma tell the truth
If you my brother, just don't make a move
And I know them niggas so confused
We really winnin' and we cannot lose

Addy feel like a X pill, I can't take it, but I'm focused
Hit his OG when I was OT, but I told foenem I was bogus
Gave my brodie my last 1800 for loads to get in motion
Gave my brother my last 18 for a lawyer to win his motion

Where I'm from, it ain't fun
All the pain made me numb
A nigga shot and killed my grandma back when I was young
My daddy went to jail and had me out here goin' dumb
Make it out the trenches, that shit hard to overcome

And I'm on drugs, I'ma tell the truth
If you my brother, just don't make a move
And I know them niggas so confused
We really winnin' and we cannot lose (yeah, yeah, yeah, yay)
We really winnin' and we cannot lose (yeah, yeah, yeah, yay-yay)



Credits
Writer(s): Lafazio Jones, Dayvon Bennett, Maliki Decampos, Durk D Banks, Jaekwon Clark, Yousef Judeh
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