Lose it
I been through some pain, I been tryna hide the bruises
You ain't never have to see your family member using
I give baby love, I just hope she don't abuse it
Crazy how my friends wanna fall out over music
Losing for so long, now they wan' know how I do it
Shit ain't what it seem, don't be easily influenced
Niggas only love you when they see you at your viewing (Taliban on the beat, it's a banger)
Bitch, if you ain't payin', why it matter who I'm screwing?
I've been through this pain, I can't go through this again
All summer '20, bitch, I'm lookin' for revenge
Free my main mans, I ain't seen him in some years
If I say the word, he'll split a nigga wig
I don't talk to birds, they ain't even on my level
I'll be a clown if you ever see me settle
Million-dollar nigga, I'm still posted in the ghetto
Nigga, we got Glocks any color, Fruity Pebble
Tell 'em keep the fake, free the real niggas only
Nigga, you just rap, I don't wanna be your homie
Boii still a boy, he'll pull up and dome him
This other nigga mainey, ain't no way I could control him
Unc' been through it, but how much you niggas take?
Niggas only for you when they cryin' at your wake
Lot of clown shit, man, sometimes I need a break
I be up early, but I'm comin' in late
Love ain't the same, I been feelin' it been changing
Better keep your gun 'cause they makin' niggas famous
Nigga, if it's smoke, let me know, I could arrange it
Nigga, you ain't happy 'bout your situation changing
I know I make mistakes, it's okay, bro, I'm human
Them niggas wanna play, shells hot, yeah, they humid
Know I can do anything if I pursue it
Right now I got a shot, I'm just tryin' not to ruin
Lately, I've been tryna catch the vibe, you been distant
Baby, if I speak about a bag, it's tremendous
Like the way she carry her lil' self, she dependent
My mama said it's talent, I can't waste this, I'm gifted
I promise shit was heavy, where I hang, it get dangerous
You gotta love the beauty in the struggle, it's amazing
Sometimes I let bro live, he be goin' through his phases
I just copped a loft, downtown in a spaceship
Runnin' up on 40, I'ma still take a risk
Unc' just did ten, he came home with the shit
I just left the bank with that bag and they crisp
Can't walk up in my shoes, boy, I'm sorry, they don't fit
(Taliban on the beat, it's a banger)
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