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never losing - zaybang lyrics

[verse]
look
this for son, i swear to god, i’m tryna make a change
i never knew it could get sunny, i was in the rain
two blood brothers lost they life, that’s a different pain
it’s murder runnin’ through my blood and pumpin’ out my veins
before he even think twice, hit him in his brain
he tried to rob me, tell his mama he died for a chain
i feel him, i ain’t dyin’ broke, i’d die for a stain
the suicide, sacrificin’ my life for the game
i’m on your mind every mornin’, you typin’ my name
that pistol case could add a strike to your life, it’s a shame
i’m in the bеnz behind tint, no license, with thang
wе claim a hood, we sacrificin’ our life for the game
n*gga, that’s just the truth, and i’ma make it clear
my cousin just went to court, we gon’ play it by ear
in san quentin, they buy mirrors for watchin’ the tier
he said he filin’ for appeal at the top of the year
and free keith, his mind free, he keepin’ it movin’
i feel bad for tellin’ brother how good i’ve been doin’
because i know he in that cell, he feel like he losin’
and every time i talk to k, we be gettin’ into it
and i been on some other sh*t, i’m stickin’ and movin’
remember i was dead broke, but never was losin’
[?][0:55]
a n*gga really changed his life off rappin’ his music
and i don’t need no n*gga with me, i’m packin’ this toolie
you n*ggas talkin’ to them people, he rattin’ with rufus
you even bought a fake chain, you cappin’, i knew it
and you can save all that rappin’ and cappin’ and do it
and i done seen about a ticket off shows and music
and when it come to bein’ real, i’m the main influence
before i ever made a song, got addicted to shootings
this n*gga sleepin’ on the couch, he addicted to losin’
you can’t tell ’em all your goals, they gon’ hate the potential
could never f*ck on a b*tch that won’t get me a rental
a bullet hit him in his mouth, make appointment for dental
his other mans ain’t even make it, he died at the ‘spital
why would i listen to his music? he talkin’ in riddles
we labelled as some animals, my dog in a kennel
this sh*t be like a hoop game, we go off the dribble
they offered lil’ bro the cheese, he took him a nibble
n*gga, like, f*ck the hate, come get perception
commit a sin, talk to god, i’m feelin’ protected
it’s hard to get up out the way when this chopper ejectin’
this n*gga never got no gun, he walk around naked
and if we really had a problem, why the f*ck you textin’?
i tried to call this n*gga phone, he wanna reject it
i’m always leavin’ california, they had me out in texas
she told me we could get a room or just f*ck in a lexus
[outro]
and free keith, his mind free, he keepin’ it movin’
i feel bad for tellin’ brother how good i’ve been doin’
because i know he in that cell, he feel like he losin’
and every time i talk to k, we be gettin’ into it
and i been on some other sh*t, i’m stickin’ and movin’
remember i was dead broke, but never was losin’
[?]
a n*gga really changed his life off rappin’ his music

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