This is a song about "You lose"

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

How the fuck you gon' lose money when money works for you?

It's now fucken done you lose

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Hating on the vertex then you shall lose

Always make her happy so you know that you can't lose

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Cc is banner cant choose suggest you climb down the ladder before you lose

Its your call i can't make you chose ,risk risk you got nothing to lose,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Wont rap battle hate when you lose

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose proof so you use