Losing You
Seen her from the back so I rolled so i spinned
Then I seen her with a man, girl how I'm losing you
Maintained all the times I rode all the lies I told
Girl how I'm losing you
Maintain all this time for me don't keep it all bad with me
When I pull up make a scene, if we do it all again
Keep stuffing bags with me
Man I keep it in the bag I tote
And the way you ain't snitch girl the things id do for you
Sometimes you would see little things But it ain't mean a thing
All the dimes I threw for you
Maintain what opps you know?
Peng ting so bad I know
Tough little nigga with racks for sure
She killing my mind like murder she wrote
She be on my mind
The adderall kicking I see him I'm taking him down
I got to get high the shit on my mind it really be bringing me down
I got to remind
The PTS kicking you cannot be bringing them round
Say she hate clowns never joking let me show you around yea
I'm serving them out, the cola cooking gotta lose all these pounds yea
Don't you knock on them hounds speaker knockerz put the pill in your mouth yea
You could drip or you drown, but why would you do that?
Babygirl what is you doing your man is a bozo he cannot afford that
She need to fall back girl that's not my baby you need to abort that
Momma don't like all this ice on my chain
I'm sorry but Ima influence it
Niggas gonna say they got love for the gang
But why I'm the only one showing it
So I'm taking my time, trying to make a bag for all of my bros that I know
Shit got sad when I lost some bros over the hoes that I know
You breaking the code, what are you doing
You never did that before
Man why are you moving like so
Why are you moving like hoes
Seen her from the back, so I rolled, so i spinned
Then I seen her with a man, girl how I'm losing you
Maintained all the times I rode, all the lies I told
Girl how I'm losing you
Maintain all this time for me, don't keep it all bad with me
When I pull up make a scene, if we do it all again
Keep stuffing bags with me
Man I keep it in the bag I tote,
And the way you ain't snitch, girl the things I'd do for you
Sometimes you would see little things
But it ain't mean a thing
All the dimes I threw for you
Maintain, what opps you know?
Peng ting so bad I know
Tough little nigga with racks for sure
She killing my mind, like murder she wrote
Then I seen her with a man, girl how I'm losing you
Maintained all the times I rode all the lies I told
Girl how I'm losing you
Maintain all this time for me don't keep it all bad with me
When I pull up make a scene, if we do it all again
Keep stuffing bags with me
Man I keep it in the bag I tote
And the way you ain't snitch girl the things id do for you
Sometimes you would see little things But it ain't mean a thing
All the dimes I threw for you
Maintain what opps you know?
Peng ting so bad I know
Tough little nigga with racks for sure
She killing my mind like murder she wrote
She be on my mind
The adderall kicking I see him I'm taking him down
I got to get high the shit on my mind it really be bringing me down
I got to remind
The PTS kicking you cannot be bringing them round
Say she hate clowns never joking let me show you around yea
I'm serving them out, the cola cooking gotta lose all these pounds yea
Don't you knock on them hounds speaker knockerz put the pill in your mouth yea
You could drip or you drown, but why would you do that?
Babygirl what is you doing your man is a bozo he cannot afford that
She need to fall back girl that's not my baby you need to abort that
Momma don't like all this ice on my chain
I'm sorry but Ima influence it
Niggas gonna say they got love for the gang
But why I'm the only one showing it
So I'm taking my time, trying to make a bag for all of my bros that I know
Shit got sad when I lost some bros over the hoes that I know
You breaking the code, what are you doing
You never did that before
Man why are you moving like so
Why are you moving like hoes
Seen her from the back, so I rolled, so i spinned
Then I seen her with a man, girl how I'm losing you
Maintained all the times I rode, all the lies I told
Girl how I'm losing you
Maintain all this time for me, don't keep it all bad with me
When I pull up make a scene, if we do it all again
Keep stuffing bags with me
Man I keep it in the bag I tote,
And the way you ain't snitch, girl the things I'd do for you
Sometimes you would see little things
But it ain't mean a thing
All the dimes I threw for you
Maintain, what opps you know?
Peng ting so bad I know
Tough little nigga with racks for sure
She killing my mind, like murder she wrote
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Writer(s): Aidan Bond
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