This is a song about "No love ain t got shit to lose"

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Don't give in you've got nothing to lose

I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

But what have i got to lose, somewhat a few seconds

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And it gives me all the energy to take this shit and lose it!

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

That theres no one to love me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

You think i give a shit if i lose im used to the bad news

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate