Losses Lyrics
In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked
Like how we turn the city up
We wildin', don't give any f*cks
We block stars, they envy us
So broken child with no trust
This greatness can't be in no rush
Lil Capalot get plenty bucks
Girl, this ain't love, it's empty lust
Just spoil her, go shop
And keep her as* rubbed and her titties sucked
Benjamin after Benjamin what that money counter keep spittin' out
And that's music to my ears and I'm dancin' with the devil
Forbes list, I'm tryna be one of the richest, I can't settle
Rockstar lifestyle, grippin' heavy metal
I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel
Yeah, yeah we pay foreign cars, I got several
Shinin' to the grave, tell the undertaker bustdown my shovel
I hate that someone that I lost bro
They ain't cut from my cloth, no
None but bad b*tches and boss hoes
Whole game let their squad go
Jumped out a Porsche when I was like thirteen
Fell in a, slime green
I see the truancy at the crime scene, yeah
I upgrade everything in the coupe with my dawgs
Sometime they love me, then hate me, they wished it all
They wish that I was broke and didn't have many cars
I'm so up, above your climate in the stars
I build this shit from the ground and then took it far
I called that b*tch at the counter, took her at the charge
She picked me up in an Uber and then we had went to eat
She sucked that d*ck, and I had asked "Do she got missin' teeth?"
We had the party in the streets, and then they miss me
I told them when I come back I'ma buy the whole street
My homie hit the b*tch, but act like he don't know a thing
That's that's mob tie that's that mob life, yeah
I hate that someone that I lost bro
They ain't cut from my cloth, no
None but bad b*tches and boss hoes
Whole game let their squad go
Jumped out a Porsche when I was like thirteen
Fell in a, slime green
I see the truancy at the crime scene, yeah
Song Details
Singer : Polo G
Album : Hall of Fame
Lyrics : Young Thug, Polo G
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