Losses

[Intro]
Ayy
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Yeah
Trapland
Ayy
Squad
Yeah
(PepperJack Zoe)
Ayy

[Chorus]
I took a lot of losses tryna make ends meet
Stay your ass in the house, you ain't ready for the streets

[Verse]
Zippin' up work, ain't been gettin' no sleep
Spent the whole year grindin', only fifty-two weeks
No time to take a loss, I'ma scale it up twice
I don't even get nervous, that's me my whole life
Half of that brown, whole thing straight ice
Next-day shipping if you talk the right price
Used to break it down, now it's too much motion
Eyes on the prize, gotta keep 'em wide open
Dog did a bid off the road, he was loafin'
New York law no fire, still totin'
When you livin' on the edge, bro, you gotta stay focused
Ain't know that she was cheatin', I ain't even much notice
Ridin' with a bomb, I ain't talkin' 'bout loadin'
Fuck about love, you should already know that
If it ain't addin' up, then you gotta put the pole on him
Bullet to his top, that's a point, score a goal on him
Playin' with that cheese, six feet, dig a hole on him
Playin' with that Woo, I'ma have to take a soul from him
I ain't even got a heart no more
Always on go, can't park no more
Finish with that bitch, can't start no more
So numb, can't even take it to the heart no more
Hit the road with it, come back with the profit
Nigga sayin', "Trap goin' broke," need to stop it
If I plug you in, can't be messin' with the socket
Ridin' with the duffel, too much for the pockets
Ridin' with some shit that could send a nigga federal
Switches gon' send him up top like an edible
I just left the doctor, got the 'scripts for the medical
Whole hood pop out like a festival
It's a celebration when I touch down
Everybody eatin', grab a plate, we could bust down
Know you think I slid, I could really get 'em touched now
They used to curve me, why you think I'm tryna cuff now?
If I ain't in the booth, then I'm trappin'
Mama said, "Chill," think I'm better off rappin'
Told her, "Hell nah, ma, I'm better off stackin'"
In the streets, you ain't grindin', then you better off jackin'

[Chorus]
I took a lot of losses tryna make ends meet
Stay your ass in the house, you ain't ready for the streets
I took a lot of losses tryna make ends meet
Stay your ass in the house, you ain't ready for the streets

[Outro]
I ain't even got a heart no more
Always on go, can't park no more
Finish with that bitch, can't start no more
So numb, can't even take it to the heart no more