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losers - kruddyasspablo lyrics

back in the day we was hoppin out uber’s
i was thuggin, ain’t f*ck with no losers
hate if you want but don’t play with my name
i got a clip thats as long as a ruler
don’t go believing the rumors
stuck to me like its a tumor
lost some bruvahs that ain’t meet my kids,wish my youngins would’ve knew ya
new amiri so they feeling what im wearing
tryin hard as sh*t not to pop of cuz these n*ggas keep on staring
i don’t even know who the f*ck that is so why is y’all comparing
n*ggas going out sad im jus glad i ain’t got no friends (yeaahh)
keep it in i keep holding the pain
money coming my numbers keep changing
n*ggas focused on running away
if its problems i gotta go face it
yeah i ran it up in a week
alexander mcqueen and sh*t hurting my feet
better up it and buss if you riding with me
whenever its winter im sliding with heat
yeah i gotta keep on toating that iron
even when i ain’t sliding ,these n*ggas keep plotting on mine
i just had my brudda and my krudda on the same line
my n*gga locked in that cell he can’t even call on facetime
imma let off when my bro spin
i cannot be on no hoe sh*t
i know they gon act like they know it
when i stepped back they ain’t even notice
you can’t see my like john cena when im creeping with my reaper
we gon exceed cuz they be sleeping, take his sh*t like jeepers creepers
i cannot f*ck with no amateur
and we got mops like a janitor
they not with us i ain’t paying for them
we in the vip don’t dap me up
i be up in the morning like roosters
getting money you boo’d up
used to f*ck with the xans,perks, all that ,now i don’t even boot up
back in the day we was hoppin out ubers
i was thuggin, ain’t f*ck with no losers
hate if you want but dont play with my name
i got a clip thats as long as a ruler
dont go believing the rumors
stuck to me like its a tumor
lost some bruvahs that ain’t meet my kids,wish my youngins would’ve knew ya
new amiri so they feeling what im wearing
trying hard as sh*t not to pop of cuz these n*ggas keep on staring
i dont even know who the f*ck that is so why is yall comparing
n*ggas going out sad im jus glad i ain’t got no friends
i can’t go for nun
im in the funeral toating a gun
i hadda ski up and go on the run
gotta get money i cut out the fun
you got the front imma go through the back
don’t know who it was ,i gotta mask
really had n*ggas on watch at the bando cuz the police was all on my ass
ever since my bruvah left i ain’t been the same in my head nah
can’t really trust n0body i done got snitched on by my friend dog
ain’t no cutting that time you get jammed get that bid off
better go cut yo mans off he wishing that he ran off
n*ggas get money act brand new
been stacking i got me a brand to
they loving a b*tch and she ran thru
imma go after money i ran to it
aye real live no funny
i gotta fetish it come to the money
i keep my fingers in money
when i be thumbing through hunnits
we was hoppin out uber’s
we ain’t f*ck with no losers
tell my bruvah that i love em kind of wish i did the sh*t sooner
gotta make it out the bottom reason im putting my heart in this music
im just not trying to lose it
i ain’t ever gotta prove sh*t
h*ll nah

- kruddyasspablo lyrics

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