Too Much to Lose (feat. Kaye-L)

Yea Ye A1 Yea Hey

I got too much to lose
You gotta work you ain't moving that's a problem
Too Much to do
I ain't trippen all that they doing is talking
If you don't got a bag, then I don't got time
Just ask your girl, she know that I get mine
I got too much to lose, Too much to lose

Yea, Ask your baby mama
Allen been a baller
Raised on the block with the Shot Callers
I sold a lot of dope, I mean a whole Lotta
Would of been a baller if I was a little taller
Instead I went to college, be a dope slanger
Started hanging out with the gang bangers
Main Bitch keep asking bout her ring finger
Hanging on this money like a coat hanger
Stay dangerous avoid the danger
I can be a demon or dark angel
You either my people or the dead walking
I ain't got time for a nigga doing hella talking

I got too much to lose
You gotta work you ain't moving that's a problem
Too Much to do
I ain't trippen all that they doing is talking
If you don't got a bag, then I don't got time
Just ask your girl, she know that I get mine
I got too much to lose, Too much to lose

Yea Yea

Everyday I'm hustling nigga Rick Ross
I'm a Big Boss, dipped in some Real Sauce
Take a real loss if I start letting off
If you ain't got no money
Then the bets off
Feeling like a crime boss Lucky Luciano
We met about your murder like a real soprano
Dealing with a killer is a lot to handle
Ain't a nigga on my team that will pan handle
We got it out the mud like a pair of sandals
I went from selling dope to having 7 angles
Careful in my shoes might break ya ankles
Too much to lose to a pair of Shackles

I got too much to lose
You gotta work you ain't moving that's a problem
Too Much to do
I ain't trippen all that they doing is talking
If you Don't got a bag, then I don't got time
Just ask your girl, she know that I get mine
I got too much to lose, Too much to lose

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