How Can I Lose

Grafh, Crooked I, jag

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Yeah, I be on some real rap shit man, fuck Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My name Grafh ho, yeah, aye We carry on the marathon more Nigga I'm Nipsey Hussle in front of the Marathon store In Babylon we carry on war war We carry armor and hammer hardcore But this gang communication is open on Both sides like the Phantom car door The cameras on, we camouflage more Like the scammers on the Amazon store It's cold metal and rose petals I don't settle, there's no level I won't level Bitch I'm busy, I can't have a one night Stand before checking my whole schedule My gold necklace and gold bezel Stone pebbles the size of a whole pretzel I black out with the white Identification, that Oreo special On the stove with the 40 chrome kettle Overloaded metal so it's gon' echo You goddamn bama, I'm cut from the same cloth as 2Pac's bandana My toolbox cram hammers To remove your rooftop and mute your jukebox antenna The system got us all in a tangle Like my whip during S&M when I got your daughter to strangle I got a chain, but it's hard to let it dangle When the devil crawled up my crawls to pull God by the ankles And he standing on my cross at an angle To grab my chain and toss it to strangle my guardian angel Play with me How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I prove that there ain't no discussion? How could I lose? How could I? How could I? How could I? How could I lose? How could I? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? It's Long Beach The elephant's in the room now Lunar eclipse, melanin's in the moon now Ruger with clips put pellets in your skeleton Shell him and then we left him, MF him because he doom now Federal bureau taking pictures of me in front of the Big L mural Pockets breaded with euros with a sweet chick Incredible neurosurgeon giving me brain She like sweet dick, lick the head of a churro Yo, here we go, flame shit like indo Gun in my hip but the clip hit my ankle Extendo leave you in pain like the window You want the fade, tenfold Swinging like Kimbo, rearranging your shinbone Make your face look like a Picasso Skin melting like a hot cup of nacho cheese Then I knock on your thot door, pronto I give a cock in your condo Rocking my old J's 'cause I hit the block in a Bronco Stuck in my old ways, I should probably switch I know, I'm always talking 'bout fucking somebody's bitch I know, I'm probably rich I know, I hit the strip in some shit that you never seen A Ducati Bugatti mix, fucker I come from nothing, I come from the homeless shelter I keep me a chrome Beretta, I call it a corner melter I build with the older elders, even the hoes'll tell you Keep a fly bitch on hold like the bitch on the phone with Delta I'm repping the Westside with my gun like I'm on Griselda If you ain't got G in your bones, I don't know what to tell you I'm counting paper with no degree in math Niggas claiming God MC soon as you see 'em laugh Talking 'bout they flow is walking on water Thinking they going the Jesus path 'Til me and Grafh split the sea in half On Moses How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I prove that there ain't no discussion? How could I lose? How could I? How could I? How could I? How could I lose? How could I? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? Yeah, Jag, I got the hawks scoping Shit, fucking with Chubby'll leave you chalked open Knock the witness off, this business talk, your boss moping A verse flip and her shirt ripping like Hulk Hogan Bitch'll get utilized This nigga spitting, you niggas snitching like you the guy Get one call and your crew'll die Nigga move aside, shooters ride Split up the noodle, we getting brutalized, suicide Say that he killing shit, nigga you a lie, facts Yeah, these niggas on the 'Gram posting the dream Posting the cream, I'm a hustle man Coke or the green, toasting the jeans that just pop up We just on our business, yeah I been getting our stock up Vegas at the corner where niggas done hit Pac up And men been playing keep away With the kids it's like piece of cake with the Pizzagate I ain't have enough to go buy it, I had to lease a ray Got us tied up in the shackles, we tryna sneak away Barely had a dollar to holler, now I can Visa pay Whites got me insecure, I'm feeling like Issa Rae The speakers speaking, the heater squeezing, come meet the demons The reaper creeping, the burners sounding like beepers beeping The streets is sleeping, got wings on me, I'm Jeepers Creeping The weak is seeking, they listen up when the beast is speaking I'm setting precedents with my presidents, it's evident Niggas get executed for excellence, it's definite Yeah, just want y'all to be open with us Bloods, Crips, everybody be scoping with us Put a black face on a white, they say that they joking with us Told us Bill Clinton was bad 'cause he was smoking with us Protect and serve, but y'all the ones smoking niggas 'Bout to get mine, I just shoot up shit in the open nigga How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I lose when I came here with nothing? How could I prove that there ain't no discussion? How could I lose? How could I? How could I? How could I? How could I lose? How could I? How could I lose when I came here with nothing?