Losing Game

Azariah Lawrence

That's my nigga my brother forever like
Heart be hurting we keep it together

We outside it don't matter what weather
Brodie toating a chop keep it in the sweater

I can't fuck wit you niggas I am with whatever
Pass the lighter bet I roll it better

Poppin pills Brodie fucked his head up
I can't link wit lil shawty tryna get me set up

Had days we running from the boys
He a shooter making all the noise

Brodie caught a opp send em to the lord
Opps be watching peep the back door

Fox five double like it's ten
Big nine hold the by the end

Free my dogs that's locked in the pen
Shot em down then he upped it again

Got five on the gas that's fifty
Smoke za or you can't cyph wit me

Homie got flocked he got hit in the kidney
Move malicious she tryna come get me

She a leg ran she through the city
Puff then fuck her she calling me diddy

Free lil Brodie got knocked for sitchy
He running and gunning the city get litty

Moving hot is you coming or not
Couple bops with the knocks in the spot

Fuck a wait is you ready or not like
Love a glock wit the beam at the top

Hell nah never love no thot
Heard his bro got popped

Five shots in his head
On the block four knocks in the spot
Three guys got glocks
Two beams and it's red
One down but he move like a sped
Told sandman go get him got smacked in his head

Told sandman go get him got smacked in his head

But it's cool but it's fine tho
Bad lil vibe she look good from behind tho

She a savage but I lie tho
Ask me who that nevermind that ain't my hoe

Unc be buggin call him Psycho
Mix wit a spliff we get high like a kite bro

Feeling lil shawty, teeth white like albino
Went through that copy that need I remind you

Duck down for these bullets come find you
I got knockers and peepers around you

Bought a line fell in love with the bottle
Watch your back cause these niggas goin slime you

I clap back cause I'm all bout survival
Bnb sparked a spliff on arrival

Gps send the bop to come line you
Grrah who that that's a demon behind you

Copped a pack then I rolled me a ooter
Shawty wack might just need me a cougar

I was young shot a glock wit a ruler
You said what don't get lost like Bermuda

Sneaky link shawty blow like a tuba
Bought a line muddy blue like Aruba

No me gustan mujeres eso es basura
She a bop send to bro to go do her

After that she went home in a Uber
Need the gas or I pass I'm breathing like a scuba

Bro like smoochies he buggin he nasty
In the spot I'm linked up wit a baddie

Soca playing she shaking the jaddy
She go good with the bread like a patty

Heard you feeling real hot what's the issue
Pop that Shit out ya mouth need a tissue

I can vouch that my niggas they really official
Send the shooter he up it and hit you

Got no bitch cause she fuck wit my mental
Cursed her out I ain't mean to offend you

In my head cause my dog in the kennel
Hope you seen the dms that I sent you

Said it's get back gang we don't set back
Heard you jacking your hood bet I spin that

And you said you was tough I don't get that
Send shots at the whip pray to God that he sit back

Brodie said he was stuck in his ways
Steady watching he keeping the pace

On a drill he ain't showing his face
When the boys run down bet he beating the race

Like we move like that
Shots go bow get bllllrrr the blattt

Heard you beef wit my niggas get put off the map
I don't care where I'm at
I don't care what you Jack

Nigga was young wit the grip in his lap
Had kicked Brodie out cause he move like a rat

And you heard what I said why you moving like that
Got a shit in his chest made his shoulders go clapped

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