I Can’t Lose

Lyrics
[Chorus] (THROWEDTOBIN) Too much, too much charisma I can't lose 'cause I fuck with the winners (Yeah) I be doin' these drugs, I'm thinner Be trippin', be trippin', I fuck with them niggas (Trippin', I fuck with them niggas) Got, I got sheet with the funnel, no Swisher (Yeah) Sematary, I fuck with the diggers (Yeah) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock I got facts, what I'm sayin' might differ Nigga, we not the same, I'm different (Nah) They gon' hear what I'm sayin', no whisper (Nah) I was weighin' that pack in the kitchen (Pack) When I'm out, A1 in possession [Verse 1] I step in the crib and get busy Better off playin' dead, I'm grizzly I do too many drugs, I'm dizzy We get, we get straight to his head, Jimmy She get straight to the head, get jiggy Had to clean up the bed, sticky Can't, can't do it like me, I'm gritty (Nah) Off the pack and the pills, we litty (Shit) When we seen 'em we knew he was fishy Pull up, I pull up in that corner, no Miller (Corner) I be holdin' this weight, I'm a puller (What?) As a toddler, I used to be chiller (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Won't, won't come, I ain't talkin' no dollars (Nah) We took over the lead, they follow (Follow) They open up wide, they startled (Yeah) [Chorus] Too much, too much charisma I can't lose 'cause I fuck with the winners (Nah) I be doin' these drugs, I'm thinner (Yeah) Be trippin', be trippin', I fuck with them niggas (Trippin') Got, I got sheet with the funnel, no Swisher (Sheets) Sematary, I fuck with the diggers (Sheets) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock (Pic) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock (Pic) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock I got facts, what I'm sayin' might differ (Facts) Nigga, we not the same, I'm different (Nah) They gon' hear what I'm sayin', no whisper (Yeah) I was weighin' that pack in the kitchen [Verse 2] I smoke before I get too anxious (Yeah) GMO and I'm not bakin' Dressed in black, this like a banquet I'm too real, I know you fakin' They be jealous, niggas hatin' (Yeah, niggas hatin') Highway speedin' like Daytona Anti spread out like corona (Yeah) They know it's me, ain't no persona (Facts, yeah) [Chorus] Too much, too much charisma I can't lose 'cause I fuck with the winners (Nah) I be doin' these drugs, I'm thinner Be trippin', be trippin', I fuck with them niggas (Trippin', trippin', trippin') Got, I got sheet with the funnel, no Swisher (Sheets) Sematary, I fuck with the diggers (Sheets) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock (Pic) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock (Pic) Knock 'em right out of the picture, knock I got facts, what I'm sayin' might differ Nigga, we not the same, I'm different (Facts) They gon' hear what I'm sayin', no whisper (Yeah) I was weighin' that pack in the kitchen [Outro] I do too many drugs, I'm dizzy We get, we get straight to his head, Jimmy She get straight to the head, get jiggy Had to clean up the bed, sticky Can't, can't do it like me, I'm gritty
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- Shark Breach