Tony Shhnow - SUM LOSSES lyrics
[Tony Shhnow - SUM LOSSES lyrics]
Aye this Kill Che (Niko)
I got some losses that I took on the chin
I got some bitches that
I probably shouldn't fuck
And I should just be they friend
I know you stuck inside your ways
But I can help when I can
I can't walk you through it
Sometimes you gotta sit to understand
I'm in the game but I
Ain't come in here playing
Call Diddy I been making the bands
Cake in my hands
Waking up early and I'm thinking of bands
I pray the fake die slow and real
Niggas fly high and live forever
For my niggas add it up, no lesser
Money on the dresser pocket full of extras
I'm posted with this pressure
I can't go through dеpression cause
Deposit's thеy won't let ya
I took some losses, gave my all
I shoulda won but that shit over
I don't worry about what I shoulda done
I know some bitches mad as hell right now
I couldn't come can't lay up with you
I'm a star so I'm gon miss the sun
Shooting with a starter baby I'm a top gun
Got it out the mud
Started up from ground one
One way or another I get jobs done
I'm the Don Dadda, big
Popper, took some losses
But now I'm back popping
I got some losses that I took on the chin
I got some bitches that
I probably shouldn't fuck
And I should just be they friend
I know you stuck inside your ways
But I can help when I can
I can't walk you through it
Sometimes you gotta sit to understand
I'm in the game but I
Ain't come in here playing
Call Diddy I been making the bands
Cake in my hands
Waking up early and I'm thinking of bands
I pray the fake die slow and real
Niggas fly high and live forever
Bad guy tape kill Che Exclusive
I got some losses that I took on the chin
I got some bitches that
I probably shouldn't fuck
And I should just be they friend
I know you stuck inside your ways
But I can help when I can
I can't walk you through it
Sometimes you gotta sit to understand
I'm in the game but I
Ain't come in here playing
Call Diddy I been making the bands
Cake in my hands
Waking up early and I'm thinking of bands
I pray the fake die slow and real
Niggas fly high and live forever
For my niggas add it up, no lesser
Money on the dresser pocket full of extras
I'm posted with this pressure
I can't go through dеpression cause
Deposit's thеy won't let ya
I took some losses, gave my all
I shoulda won but that shit over
I don't worry about what I shoulda done
I know some bitches mad as hell right now
I couldn't come can't lay up with you
I'm a star so I'm gon miss the sun
Shooting with a starter baby I'm a top gun
Got it out the mud
Started up from ground one
One way or another I get jobs done
I'm the Don Dadda, big
Popper, took some losses
But now I'm back popping
I got some losses that I took on the chin
I got some bitches that
I probably shouldn't fuck
And I should just be they friend
I know you stuck inside your ways
But I can help when I can
I can't walk you through it
Sometimes you gotta sit to understand
I'm in the game but I
Ain't come in here playing
Call Diddy I been making the bands
Cake in my hands
Waking up early and I'm thinking of bands
I pray the fake die slow and real
Niggas fly high and live forever
Bad guy tape kill Che Exclusive