D'Mil - Loser Intro Lyrics

Uh
It's like some of these bitches click on nigga you can't
Can't help but to feel me
Ay
DC Cutty hit my line like what you doin', nigga
50 people at my show, now you growin', nigga
You got potential, this you knowin', yeah, I'm knowin', nigga
Plus my shorty like nine months, oh yeah, she showin', nigga
Have a son, I be right there to watch him grow
Then my P.O. hit my lineup, kinda scary
I got stress, I got trauma, I got problems, kinda vary
And my junior need a nickname, call him Jay, call him Nairey
Gotta watch what he watch, cannot watch Tyler Perry
And his daddy is an Aries, if you touch him, you get buried
Ain't no wife, ain't no Mary, build a life, I don't care
In the water, throw shells, where's Bob, where's Gary
Disappeared, where's Perry? I was eatin', commissary
Nigga
F*ck niggas like to waste time, I don't waste time, nigga
Locked up with a cell phone, still could FaceTime, nigga
Can't sit on my tailbone, I'ma take mine, nigga
Nine to five, I don't clock out for my break time, nigga
Hell nah
I don't know what to tell y'all
Forty hours of my time is my time
Westside, we show things, that's wholethaang, that's pop time
Came home, you goofies, no koofies, no pork rinds
I ain't Muslim, nigga
Left hand ask the right hand, what you doin', nigga
Never gon' show the white man what you doin', nigga
Whip game with the right hand and it's brewing nigga
So cold with the white man in this going, nigga
Coca-Cola by the gram, make you scream, make you scram
I got brain up a scam, I got bring up a scale
I got light, I got dark, I got Gina, I got Pam
I got green with the yam, I got scam Uncle Sam
I got lean, I got dam
I been bleed, uh, nigga