Nothing To Lose

[Chorus]

I shot back at niggas that hit at me, like I ain’t got nothing to lose

I ain’t tell nobody at home, ‘cause I ain’t got nothing to prove

And I had to rob my plug, I love him to death but he ain’t give me nothing to move

And I heard the opps lived right over top of me

I grabbed the AR and shot through the roof

I ain’t waste no time

Ima shoot this Glock through my pocket

Pocket rocket like I play for the Houston Rockets

They watch yo’ slime, what the fuck is you gon do around me

Call my lil woedie’s, my shooters gon shoot about me

I don’t plan on dying, pussy nigga better shoot around me

I be on my dolo, I don’t want no fool around me

You knew me before I knew about you

If you ain’t a boss then you cannot sit around me

[Verse 1]

If you ain’t a boss then you cannot sit around me

My nigga got shot in broad day, I had my guns in the hallway

I used to sleep with a dogs leg, now I rock Gucci and Balmain

All day I got a gun by my side, I pray to God ‘cause I don’t want to die

I’d rather commit a suicide, then become a homicide

My daddy caught me in the trap house with the five playing with my life

My momma spot me at the dinner table ‘cause she caught me playing with my fries

I was doing home invasions, b&e's, I ain’t want a nine to five

[Chorus]

I shot back at niggas that hit at me, like I ain’t got nothing to lose

I ain’t tell nobody at home, ‘cause I ain’t got nothing to prove

And I had to rob my plug, I love him to death but he ain’t give me nothing to move

And I heard the opps where right over top of me

I grabbed the AR and shot through the roof

I ain’t waste no time

Ima shoot this Glock through my pocket

Pocket rocket like I play for the Houston Rockets

They watch yo’ slime, what the fuck is you gon do about it?

Call my lil woedie’s, my shooters gon shoot about me

I don’t plan on dying, pussy nigga better shoot around me

I be on my dolo, I don’t want no fool around me

You knew me before I knew about you

If you ain’t a boss then you cannot sit around me

[Verse 2]

I had to scrape the bowl, I didn’t even have a change of clothes

I know how to play my role, but I would never let them take my soul

Nigga I hate the code

Make a dollar just to make some more

And bitch I was really poor, broke put me in a different mode

I remember trying to flip down bad, because I was down bad on my ass

Sipping liquor out a brown bag

Gun on my waist why my pants sag

Put a dick on my gun, I’m a mad man

Shoot out the club like i’m Mad Max

I remember when bro went to Ashgabat, and I sent them guns to Baghdad

[Pre Chorus]

Slatt, my slime niggas ain’t slatt

Bitch put your face in my lap

He said he young goat, but he cap

Put my gun in yo’ gat

My bullet gon blow through your neck

We put him on blast, he sipping on NyQuil, we sipping on Act

[Chorus]

I shot back at niggas that hit at me, like I ain’t got nothing to lose

I ain’t tell nobody at home, ‘cause I ain’t got nothing to prove

And I had to rob my plug, I love him to death but he ain’t give me nothing to move

And I heard the opps where right over top of me

I grabbed the AR and shot through the roof

I ain’t waste no time

Ima shoot this Glock through my pocket

Pocket rocket like I play for the Houston Rockets

They watch yo’ slime, what the fuck is you gon do around me

Call my lil woedie’s, my shooters gon shoot about me

I don’t plan on dying, pussy nigga better shoot around me

I be on my dolo, I don’t want no fool around me

You knew me before I knew about you

If you ain’t a boss then you cannot sit around me