"Losses" lyrics
79, the brand, I'll help you understand my story
Bad contracts and getting shorted, I been tryn sort it
I was in the hood w no resources, hoping they support it
Hoping that a label reach out to endorse what I'm recording
Last thing we had was life insurance, fuck it tho we warring
Parked up, the Bonnieville ain't have no heat, and that was drawin'
Use to rub my hands together to stay warm, keep it going
I know feelings change, so everyday I'll ask for reassurance
Mom kick me out, nowhere to take my stuff, put it in storage
Try to figure out what's going on with Sis, but she ignored it
If I look and I ain't got shit in my cup, how can I pour it
Had to cook even when I'm down on my luck and it was pouring
In the past I was high as fuck, I'm tryn function normal
And the older that I get, I start to learn what's more important
It ain't matter if they big or they was older, I had fought 'em
Summer over, let's prepare for autumn, I can hear 'em talking
And the thurl, it ain't wearing off 'em, Gwannnie never lossed it
I'll be honest, I was uninspired, I had felt exhausted
On the road to riches, tired of walking, I was 'bout to chalk it
You should go and see the lines they crossing, niggas do it often
I ain't bitching I been tryn be cautious circle for I'm parking
Spin the block a couple times before I jump out and I walk in
I was waking up nauseous, throwing up in my apartment
Everyday I try my hardest just to finish what I started
I been staying home lately, ain't been going to no parties
Even tho it might not fix the situation, look, I'm sorry
Turned around, my brother one that stabbed me, honestly, that scarred me
And it made me question all my other friends, how could you fault me
Mind my business, pay it no attention if it don't involve me
In the league, when I encountered fleas, I had to brush off me
The revenge was my success, like Lauren Hill, I kill 'em softly
And I'm rapping like the bull that came from Marcy, Super Artsy
The cologne I sprayed was Carti
Louie V, that's on the varsity, take a guess what it charge me (it charge me)
I ain't belong on the bench, I played hardly
They ain't start me, but when I got in the game, they couldn't guard me
They disowned me, tried to clone me, tried to starve me (tried to starve me)
Fall out with homies, they ain't growing or evolving
Young 79, the one and only, beg ya pardon (beg ya pardon)
Ain't fix my problems, but ya problems
I fixed it often, tried to solve it
Bad contracts and getting shorted, I been tryn sort it
I was in the hood w no resources, hoping they support it
Hoping that a label reach out to endorse what I'm recording
Last thing we had was life insurance, fuck it tho we warring
Parked up, the Bonnieville ain't have no heat, and that was drawin'
Use to rub my hands together to stay warm, keep it going
I know feelings change, so everyday I'll ask for reassurance
Mom kick me out, nowhere to take my stuff, put it in storage
Try to figure out what's going on with Sis, but she ignored it
If I look and I ain't got shit in my cup, how can I pour it
Had to cook even when I'm down on my luck and it was pouring
In the past I was high as fuck, I'm tryn function normal
And the older that I get, I start to learn what's more important
It ain't matter if they big or they was older, I had fought 'em
Summer over, let's prepare for autumn, I can hear 'em talking
And the thurl, it ain't wearing off 'em, Gwannnie never lossed it
I'll be honest, I was uninspired, I had felt exhausted
On the road to riches, tired of walking, I was 'bout to chalk it
You should go and see the lines they crossing, niggas do it often
I ain't bitching I been tryn be cautious circle for I'm parking
Spin the block a couple times before I jump out and I walk in
I was waking up nauseous, throwing up in my apartment
Everyday I try my hardest just to finish what I started
I been staying home lately, ain't been going to no parties
Even tho it might not fix the situation, look, I'm sorry
Turned around, my brother one that stabbed me, honestly, that scarred me
And it made me question all my other friends, how could you fault me
Mind my business, pay it no attention if it don't involve me
In the league, when I encountered fleas, I had to brush off me
The revenge was my success, like Lauren Hill, I kill 'em softly
And I'm rapping like the bull that came from Marcy, Super Artsy
The cologne I sprayed was Carti
Louie V, that's on the varsity, take a guess what it charge me (it charge me)
I ain't belong on the bench, I played hardly
They ain't start me, but when I got in the game, they couldn't guard me
They disowned me, tried to clone me, tried to starve me (tried to starve me)
Fall out with homies, they ain't growing or evolving
Young 79, the one and only, beg ya pardon (beg ya pardon)
Ain't fix my problems, but ya problems
I fixed it often, tried to solve it
