Lyrics:
the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat (x3))
Shame, shame on me
For thinking that I could possibly be
The exclusive one of your choice
In this
nigga
My team smoking that green
If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
Shorty pussy so
to the losers who are hurt by luck
Give it to the losers who are hurt by luck
Henry, dear Henry and his afterglow, he told me things I did not know
He could see
Losses, losers and more, gain of life's pleasures cohorts listen
Behind the doors to a life meaningless less than zero in me all my walls
Falling
stay down just to live a better way
How many blacks gotta die by the hands of another
Don't you understand that man's the same color so that man is
the weak
Get stronger with the game
Pin it down for my kind
Our tribe found god just stay by my side winning
Eventually might get-you fired up like the sun
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
way)
I can't argue with a loser
My life be gettin' better by the day, ha (Better by the day, yeah)
You say that this ain't a game
I only smile when I
all hommie, tryna get the pain out, drink some liquor, still no better,
So much sorrow in our lives, and lots of anger I reside, pressure by
Cookin' up yae in the pure form of a rock
This is how we clock, stroll up on my block
Three in the morning po-po at my door
I'm wonderin' if
the dough
All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the ghetto, two
got three hoes in this two door and one just want to go bi
We just trying stay, We just trying stay live
We just trying to get by, We just want to get
3 cups of hen and I'm on one
Came with one bitch but want all of 'em
Let's ball or somthin'
(Shit, what they lip read?)
My dick and balls or somethin'
A loser never get paid
So what
3 am
Fire in the streets
Break all the laws
Motherfuck the police
Survived in this shit, man thanks to the lord
I'm a loser
Laborious Louse on a Loser's Lips
Live in Limbo, Lyrical Lapse
Low Life with the loud raps, boy
You can't win, huh, I don't bend
Look what you got yourself in
Ayeeeee
Offwhite tee ain't get it out the sto'
If you say want war imma meet you at the door
Fear of God print with dior up on my toes
Yea lil shawty
choose
Its all a game bruh winners
Win and losers lose
Live from the frozen beatbox in my chest
If I wanted to be icey I'd
Just wear it round my neck
Let
talk my shit until they knock on my door at three in the morn
Gun to the window like Malcolm if they want war
If they want war I got plenty in store
Pen
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
to a loser,
(I) Don’t Wanna do It No More!
I’m so sick of doing your chores,
Im far way past that door,
So wtf am I still here for!
(Repeat 3x)
My mama always
This is for the have not's
This is for the movement
This is for the people who tried to call me a loser
This is for the hustlers
This is for
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors
leopard-skin anklehigh boots
While I'm jackin' off
Readin' Playboy on a hot afternoon.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in Monterey,
Shook it up in
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