Lose Some Win Some - Nasty C

The hell is you saying?

This shit in my vein, you dig?

There’s so much to lose and so much to gain, you dig?

I’m chasing the hunger, I’m back in the rain, you hear me?

I’m battered and broken and numb to the pain, you hear me?

How can I stop until we’re all in a Range, you hear me?

I cannot stop until we’re all getting paid

And everybody got their own shit

And they stop calling me 'cause they want shit

Every time I reach for my cutlery

Take my eye off the cake for a second, they cut a piece

If I talk about it, say I’m greedy they come for me

Forcing me to comfort people that never comfort me

Niggas don’t wanna work

Niggas is scared to fail

They’d rather follow a nigga blind then be a tail

Waving from side to side, see me when shit is well

Leave me when shit is Hell

Leave it for me to dwell

Dangers of being a king, you get the biggest shoulders

Nobody listens to you, they just wanna take your orders

You be the sharpest and they just use you to cut their corners

I want them to win though

It will mean more to me, sorta

You know I’ve got love for my niggas

On me, I’ll kill for 'em

I know that they don’t depend on nobody to build for 'em

We done cut some homies off, we had to be real for 'em

But they know we’re still here for 'em

The hell is you saying?

This shit in my vein, you dig?

There’s so much to lose and so much to gain, you dig?

I’m chasing the hunger I’m back in the rain, you hear me?

I’m battered and broken and numb to the pain, you hear me?

How can I stop until we’re all in a range, you hear me?

I cannot stop until we’re all getting paid

And everybody got their own shit

And they stop calling me 'cause they want shit