If I Lost It All

Lyrics

[Intro] (Flexin') (FOREVEROLLING) [Chorus] I had said that I was stupid, I just cracked me a pint I just poured me up a deuce and I came right back to life Pour pure codeine, I don't know 'bout you, but I drink clean lean on ice I turned my soda darkskin, contaminated my Sprite And if I lost it all today, I'd run it back up off these seals If I lost it all today, I'd be a real nigga still Swear if I lost it all today, I'd still forever keep it real I feel like I'm UGK, I got my diamonds 'gainst the wheel [Verse] If I lost it all today, I'd come back up off sellin' pills Kill a few niggas, I could go get 'em, but I'm not into tattooed tears Yeah, if my bitch don't drive these bricks, I got another bitch that will When I see 12 up in my rear, I'm tellin' Jesus take the wheel 'Nother high-speed chase, I got away, I drive this bitch like I got skill Young nigga been quit playin' sports, why the fuck he still up in the field? Yeah, bitch, I been quit playin' sports, but I might still me do a drill I ain't never had shit up on the court, but I got a good shot when I shoot my steel I'm accurate Chillin', I'm smokin' extravagant These bitches you fuckin' embarrassin' I ran up a dub on the accident I made love to the money and married it Like forty a day, I average it All this money, my son gon' inherit it How I put on these clothes immaculate I'ma hit for them racks and go bury it I just took all my feelings, I buried it Told the bitch I'll never come back again You can come to the trap, we got bags in I might front you if you coppin' more than ten I been workin' and workin' and focusin' All this work, man, they finally noticin' I been turned off this work on some other shit Make your ho hide the bricks, she my gutter bitch Got a Glock 17 with a thirty clip Hit an opp with a Glock, got a dirty dick He say he runnin' what? Never heard of it All my youngins, they worship this murder shit Might just whack you for laughin', you know that we active My nigga, we ain't with all that funny shit Every day, we be trappin', controllin' the traffics You know that we on some get money shit Disregardin' the fact that I'm takin' off rappin' You know that I'm still with that other shit We got 4 Pockets Full, we keep four choppers full Nigga play and we put him on punishment Presidential Rolexes and real VVSs I'm starting to feel like the president I'm the man in my section, got it out the dirt Now I pull up, I'm lookin' so elegant I fell asleep rockin' sixteen-inch necklaces She ate me for breakfast, I woke up and exited Her head game a fool, I can't lie, I'm obsessed with it I put codeine on my blunts on some Texas shit These bitches be fallin' in love with my etiquette Two hoes at once, these bitches some lesbians Million-dollar phone, I'ma get this shit gone The plug love me 'cause I work like a Mexican [Chorus] I had said that I was stupid, I just cracked me a pint I just poured me up a deuce and I came right back to life Pour pure codeine, I don't know 'bout you, but I drink clean lean on ice I turned my soda darkskin, contaminated my Sprite And if I lost it all today, I'd run it back up off these seals If I lost it all today, I'd be a real nigga still Swear if I lost it all today, I'd still forever keep it real I feel like I'm UGK, I got my diamonds 'gainst the wheel [Outro] Yeah, keep it right there Keep all that