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We take losses

We take losses every day (Every day)
Tryna find a better way (Better way)
I want money, not the Wraith (Not the Wraith)
Hopin' we see better days (Better days)
Move my mama out the states (Out the states)
Big old house on the lake (On the lake)
Tell me how can you complain? (Complain)
Mama, your son been gettin' paid (Gettin' paid, trap jumpin' like TwoThree)

When I walked in, I was dripped in it
Blues on me like the Crips with me
We don't ever go the speed limit
AMG, my whole team winning
Seventeen, lookin' for a plug
Man, that sh*t was deep-sea fishin'
I could never get a sweet ticket
Now the life I'm livin' sweet to me
Plug got that dog food
But you can't feed your pits with this (At all)
I wasn't stuntin' no dog food (Nope)
I was tryna hit a lick
All I wanted was a lick (A lick)
Bust a bag, flip a brick (A brick)
I been wrappin' dummy bricks (Dummy bricks)
I been wrappin' dummy bricks (Dummy bricks)
Tell a n***a thirty-six (Thirty-six)
Yeah, we really with the sh*t (With the sh*t)
Bring it back, you're gettin' hit (Gettin' hit)
I been finessin' since a kid (A kid)
I'm in the woods, not the bricks (Not the bricks)
I'm on 45 with a stick (Stick)
Know the 40 came with a d**k
I'm on First, pull up at the Tex'
I been trickin' n***as with the BIN (BIN)
He want five, tell them n***as ten (Ten)
I ain't never stoppin' 'til I win (Win)
We don't catch you slippin', spin again (Again)
Sweet lick for twenty, I got ten (Ten)
Now I'm flexin' for the 'Gram (For the 'Gram)
Ain't no friends, just my fam (My fam)
We up, gotta stay above the rim (Rim)
And we only pull up in the Phantom
Playin', I'ma show you I'm a savage (I'ma show you)
Show you why I got these guns tatted
I got shooters like it's March Madness (They shootin')
And my girl, she the baddest
Know a young n***a havin'
Got them racks out the mud
So the money in the mattress (Trap jumpin' like TwoThree)
We take losses every day (Every day)
Tryna find a better way (Better way)
I want money, not the Wraith (Not the Wraith)
Hopin' we see better days (Better days)
Move my mama out the states (Out the states)
Big old house on the lake (On the lake)
Tell me how can you complain? (Complain)
Mama, your son been gettin' paid (Gettin' paid)

Came a long way from posted up in front the pride
Tyron got hit with a homicide
Seen Kel get whacked, had him traumatized
We was low on the rent, seen mama cry
All these racks on me, so hard think we came from poverty
All these straps on us, can't play, a n***a think 'bout robbin' me
That lil' run so long, can't pay 'em to think 'bout breakin' no codes
Only if she drownin', but you can't pay me to think about savin' no ho
A n***a locked down on YouTube bump my sh*t from up that road
We ain't never sweatin' no hoes
Track chase only time I sweat that ho (Trap jumpin' like)
Country boy, we knock your head off
Used to sleep on the floor like it was a bedrock
Finessin' since we was some youngins
Sneak up on your bike and we take the pegs off
We trapped the block 'til we ran out
Makin' up for them losses 'til we see the sun out
I know the drill, bring them tools out
So many glizzys like we hit the pawn shop
We take losses every day (Every day)
Tryna find a better way (Better way)
I want money, not the Wraith (Not the Wraith)
Hopin' we see better days (Better days)
Move my mama out the states (Out the states)
Big old house on the lake (On the lake)
Tell me how can you complain? (Complain)
Mama, your son been gettin' paid (Gettin' paid)

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