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Garvi - Nothing to Lose Lyrics




I f*ck the summer up, She hit my number up, supposed to be done with her
That's just a cover up, I can't be trusting her, I'm still in love with her
Liquor be doubled up, I need another cup, I'm playing double dutch
Jump to another one, I'm bout to run it up until the summer's up
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea

Run it up
I was down in the past but I'm coming up
I would still be down bad if I sum it up
If it wasn't for God, I would f*ck it up
I done got in a booth, now my number's up
Are you dumb or what?
Gotta get in my bag, I ain't done enough
Trigga said I got nothing to lose
Then I met rap and I made her my muse yea
Pops shot a clip in my momma and dipped
No I don't mean that he missing
I know that he's here, that don't mean he present
Had the contract, he ain't want the extension
I think that's where all of my problems be stemming
I think I'm losing my pride
Flood the streets with what I got up inside
Don't gotta say it, you feeling the vibe

I f*ck the summer up, She hit my number up, supposed to be done with her
That's just a cover up, I can't be trusting her, I'm still in love with her
Liquor be doubled up, I need another cup, I'm playing double dutch
Jump to another one, I'm bout to run it up until the summer's up
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove

I don't need no approval, some things that I'm used to
I bring something to you, somebody come get me a bank, yeah
She knew I would run it up, watch for the tummy tuck
Acting like Hilary swank, yea
But girl what the f*ck did you think?
I got the burner, leek got the ratchet and clank
Anybody who try to come in the way, we only come for applause not a finger wave
I been a sinner
We been flow top 10 but can't say God wasn't with us
Pick up the litter
I don't even know ya friends but know yea I was just with her
I was just kidding
That's some f*cked up shit, real f*cked up shit, I just did
My girl livid, she bout' to skirt in a Civic
I'm bout' to caress these women
Damn

I f*ck the summer up, She hit my number up, supposed to be done with her
That's just a cover up, I can't be trusting her, I'm still in love with her
Liquor be doubled up, I need another cup, I'm playing double dutch
Jump to another one, I'm bout to run it up until the summer's up
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove
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I f*ck the summer up, She hit my number up, supposed to be done with her
That's just a cover up, I can't be trusting her, I'm still in love with her
Liquor be doubled up, I need another cup, I'm playing double dutch
Jump to another one, I'm bout to run it up until the summer's up
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea

Run it up
I was down in the past but I'm coming up
I would still be down bad if I sum it up
If it wasn't for God, I would f*ck it up
I done got in a booth, now my number's up
Are you dumb or what?
Gotta get in my bag, I ain't done enough
Trigga said I got nothing to lose
Then I met rap and I made her my muse yea
Pops shot a clip in my momma and dipped
No I don't mean that he missing
I know that he's here, that don't mean he present
Had the contract, he ain't want the extension
I think that's where all of my problems be stemming
I think I'm losing my pride
Flood the streets with what I got up inside
Don't gotta say it, you feeling the vibe

I f*ck the summer up, She hit my number up, supposed to be done with her
That's just a cover up, I can't be trusting her, I'm still in love with her
Liquor be doubled up, I need another cup, I'm playing double dutch
Jump to another one, I'm bout to run it up until the summer's up
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove

I don't need no approval, some things that I'm used to
I bring something to you, somebody come get me a bank, yeah
She knew I would run it up, watch for the tummy tuck
Acting like Hilary swank, yea
But girl what the f*ck did you think?
I got the burner, leek got the ratchet and clank
Anybody who try to come in the way, we only come for applause not a finger wave
I been a sinner
We been flow top 10 but can't say God wasn't with us
Pick up the litter
I don't even know ya friends but know yea I was just with her
I was just kidding
That's some f*cked up shit, real f*cked up shit, I just did
My girl livid, she bout' to skirt in a Civic
I'm bout' to caress these women
Damn

I f*ck the summer up, She hit my number up, supposed to be done with her
That's just a cover up, I can't be trusting her, I'm still in love with her
Liquor be doubled up, I need another cup, I'm playing double dutch
Jump to another one, I'm bout to run it up until the summer's up
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove yea
No we got nothing to lose but we got something to prove
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Writer: Aderlin Familia, Andrew Thomas, Isaiah Thomas, Xadiel Taveras
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