Nothin To Lose

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Nothin To Lose

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[Verse 1] I'm an asshole and I ain't got any class I don't care about a bitch, it's the money she has Brass knuckles to your grill and I'm takin' your cash Fake ass act tough, you so funny, we laugh Talk trash, if you want, just guard your grill Before I knock you in your noggin' and I probably will A lotta low-life skill for a bottle of pills Got a problem? Then you need to see Dr. Phil Not me, 'cause you know I give zero fucks I'm stuck in a rut, could you spare a buck? Why the fuck you lookin' at me all weird and chump? 'Cause I smell like beer when I need your mug? Fuck that, I'm a drunk-ass piece of shit A scumbag that don't have a need to live Give me money, you don't need to be a greedy bitch I need liquor, I don't care how you feed your kids [Chorus] Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side Take your wallet and just give me everything inside I can take your money, but never your pride If I could, though, I would, but believe me, I tried Get that money, gonna get that money Gonna take that money when I run up on you Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose [Verse 2] I got nothin' to lose, I got somethin' to prove Lemme get a dollar, just a couple'll do (C'mon) 'Cause I'm stuck in a rut and I'll run up on you And I'll cut you again if you get blood on my shoes I need somethin' to do, but won't get a job And with no other options, I'll stole and rob No, don't be a hoe, run and go to the cops If you know what I do, then don't get involved Nobody likes a snitch or a rat You're a bitch like that, you get hit by a bat I'ma kick in your door with a grin and a laugh Been to prison before, and yo, I risk goin' back And yo, don't let me see it if you got a Rolex (Why?) 'Cause I'm only one step above homeless I'm so broke that I stole from my very own kids Yeah, I know that's low, but I give no shits [Chorus] Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side Take your wallet and just give me everything inside I can take your money, but never your pride If I could, though, I would, but believe me, I tried Get that money, gonna get that money Gonna take that money when I run up on you Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose [Verse 3] You work for a checkbox, slavin' away Day after day in a place that you hate Punch in the clock, then you wait for your pay Then I punch in yo' face and I take it away (Hey!) A goddamn dirty rotten scoundrel I was always good for nothin', but I found a skill Go wild in the town with your spouse and chill Take the cash out your house and I count your bills (thank you) I'm goin' to hell because I'm such a bad man Wanna stop, but I can't, never will, fat chance Once met a stripper with a big-ass stacked Took the money from her garter when she did a lap dance You makin' it rain, but I'm more like a drought Crawl for the bounce as they tossin' me out Can't afford a drink, what you talkin' about? Drink a forty while I'm scratchin' my balls on the couch [Chorus] Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side Take your wallet and just give me everything inside I can take your money, but never your pride If I could, though, I would, but believe me, I tried Get that money, gonna get that money Gonna take that money when I run up on you Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose Get that money, gonna get that money Gonna take that money when I run up on you Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose

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