Take Your Loss (Prod. Hellyer)

Got my eyes open! Now shit ain't never gone be the same Shit ain't never gone beat this aye The one tie between us, we two decades (Too decayed) It's not bias homie just making music Been years it's time that I prove But that respect is something some would say should never come for free Keep it G I keep everything Up off the ground It's like 8 degrees Burning herbals like purple leaves I'm on what I said she's on t o p Keep-keep talking bout what you bought all them shoes n wallets that Maybeline And all while the mean I be plotting moves and run laps so maybe y'all make believe You give a fuck about each other For a Goddamn minute I go to school for what I love but also what I'm be-becoming Sure to leave you running Surely got my eye upon a hundred Gotta let you know above it all I gotta get my money And it's fucked right? Got where I am I did work for it Still would say I ain't hurt for it But my acknowledgement is all that that's worth homie I need the pressure I'm right on the spot It's right where I should be Might take an L, I won't smoke it's true B Those times you fell might let you prove Orrr maybe it's all that you got Some really do fail n some wail or get shot I'll be your transition that's all competition I shut off your lights it's vicarious vision All up in your home Wherever you go I'm taking it all for granted Till one of us dies, or embraces God Or settles down with a family It's going off Now you quickly got me losing cents All this talk of what you meant Shit's not making sense You should know by now this dream isn't what you thought I suggest you cut your ties n take your loss Shit it's Go time now You thought I'm not talking that shit? You think this a one hit wonder Like I'll sit down and plead the 5th? Let's go I'm talking to the ones That think it's all a front But get em in a room And all a sudden they not really bout it Bro nobody want it in the flesh I coulda made a bet Instead I think I'd rather write it down n make a mother fuckin check It's all money in the end n when I flow it's slicing bread so shit is logical the first thought That goes popping in your head Is what you bound to do this life is more than nominal defense I gotta let you know before the rest start coming for your head. Oh! Dawg I'm here to help it's not mean it's movement I think it's time we rise up and do shit Life's quick to slip I'll just have to prove it I'll be upper upper echelon Just cause I said And just cause I work Needed a whole damn song Just to prove that point Gone Now you quickly got me losing cents All this talk of what you meant Shit's not making sense You should know by now this dream isn't what you thought I suggest you cut your ties n take your loss