Lyrics:
top notch
Who over you? Why be imbecile
I ain't wrapping with that roll
Fifa focus with the goals and it's harder
To lose, listen understand
Young boy
I was born in a position to lose
Niggas pick and they choose
And they steady switchin' sides yeah it got me confused
I done seen all my life but I'm
the moves, born to lose, but I still improve
Peppin' in my step, TGFTF
Mention us with kings, don't you mention no one else
I been runnin' with them dogs,
as old habits
We die hard
We die hard
Maybe we were born to lose
But this is the life that we choose
Same as old habits
We die hard
Gazing diesel eyes
the rappers that's gone
Niggas that got killed in the field and all the babies born
Know they ain't fully prepared for this New World Order
So I keep it
the businesses and properties which were being run by elder sister and her son. But her husband was of the opinion that she was still young and still a student so
did I lose my voice
Screaming into the void?
Screaming into the void
It's all becoming just a tad erratic
Errors ecstatically called out by fanatics
to hate
Where everybody wanna dominate
Pastor on a mission, church is a business
Blinded by the word, they don’t see a man’s vision
Young niggas raging,
tight
They risked it all for me so I gotta make it right
Born by knife it makes sense I got a sharp tongue
Came out 32 weeks I had to start young
talent
These Rick Owens, these not New Balance
Bitch say I need sleep
Mom say I need balance
Ayy, I'm in the stu' like, "Ooh
He blackin'"
Strike first
black nigga
So you know that i was born to lose
They wasn't fuckin with the kid
I wasn't the one to choose
And they wonder why a nigga
Go so hard Cause
I
happens, when lacking a variety of guidance
The good ones die young and dive in to the silence
[Hook - Buc Fifty: repeat 2X]
Born in fire built in this
I'll be right by your side
Radio play me that new 3005
Bino won't die, illest rapper alive
See what's up with Fredo when
I'm out in the Chi
Murder
kinda love
I’m bigger than life
I know that you fuckin wit SGT
You ‘posed to be down with us
They know I was born here in Cali
So how n the fuck they gon
nothing to lose
A Shooter gone shoot
The fuck you gon do (yeah)
We Plottin on food
Till money on cool
And tummy on full (yeah)
Was a funny young bull
Now
…
How you not think I’m gon’ make it I’m a Star of David
…
Young & uneducated, that’s just how I played it
Shawty by my side I got my brothers wit
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
motherfuckin purpose? None can serve us
E.D.I. Amin born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first BITCH!!
[Young Noble]
Ya style wack as ever,
lie
Numbers don't lie (Young Money)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie (ay, all I see is numbers)
Numbers don't lie
Women
Looking at baby's face I saw the plight of the
Human race
Dying to survive
Shaken by the irony the anger rose inside of me
And would not, would
lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young niggas into troops
You want us to fight your war
What the fuck I'm fightin' for?
Shit, I ain't got no love
Can't tell me I'm the only one who feel like, this ain't real life
Like its more to it than the bullshit and drama
Bitches who inspired by hoes
it won't be too long, hold on
Never lose faith in dreams
Watch the next people, they canive and scheme
A cold world, ghetto kids born to die
Some fall
when I can dramatize?
Niggaz fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I've been blessed given riches
Enemies suspicious 'cause I'm
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