Back to Top

Shmoked Out - Losses Lyrics



Shmoked Out - Losses Lyrics




[ Featuring Chef Trez ]

Tired of taking losses
You might see the fame but you don't know what it cost it
This shit is awful
Everyday I pray a opp don't come my way and cross me
Gotta be cautious
People ask me why I'm so anti and ain't talking
Y'all on some flaw shit
Say I love before Incase I see a coffin
Ay I haven't been feeling okay, all that pain got me sick for some days
But it's f*cked up I can not get rid of these ways
But I'm still finna grind take this shit to the grave
It just gone take a minute like Nicholas cage
Yea this chapter ain't over just flipping the page
The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just get rich

The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just rich
Nigga came out the bottom crosstown its the bricks
Where they serve on the corner or out hittin licks
Better pray he yo man you might die for a split
And lil shorty don't love you she out riding dick
The lil niggas they Wildin they out with the sticks
And they plotting on niggas but still posting pics
When that nigga got locked why the f*ck did he snitch
Now he out with freedom and his man gotta sit
Eating soup in a cup using covers to shit
But that's 10 toes he gone cover your shift
Got me outta my mind feel like I'm off a cliff
Hella joy can't enjoy all these people I miss

Tired of taking losses
You might see the fame but you don't know what it cost it
This shit is awful
Everyday I pray a opp don't come my way and cross me
Gotta be cautious
People ask me why I'm so anti and ain't talking
Y'all on some flaw shit
Say I love before Incase I see a coffin
Ay I haven't been feeling okay, all that pain got me sick for some days
But it's f*cked up I can not get rid of these ways
But I'm still finna grind take this shit to the grave
It just gone take a minute like Nicholas cage
Yea this chapter ain't over just flipping the page
The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just get rich

Black out da coupe they can't see thru da tint
I ain't shootin pool I'm on cue with da stick
Eight ball in da corner cuz this for da win
I ain't takin losses can't do that again

They love to see a nigga down... bad

But f*ck em
I had enough of em
Too many bags had to duffle em
Turkey bags we steady stuffing em
Too many plays I be rushing em
12 get behind me I'm dusting em
We got dem drums like percussion
Da money only thing I'm lovin
And I'm bout to cuff it
And I'm still thuggin
I gotta pack and bussed it
I got in da trap ain't have nothing
Now I got it jumpin
I gotta ride for my brothers
It's gang shit and we for each other
Jus keep it one Hunnit
We ride wit too many bows
Ds on patrol
Jus watch out cuz i know they hunting

They love to see a nigga down... bad

Tired of taking losses
You might see the fame but you don't know what it cost it
This shit is awful
Everyday I pray a opp don't come my way and cross me
Gotta be cautious
People ask me why I'm so anti and ain't talking
Y'all on some flaw shit
Say I love before Incase I see a coffin
Ay I haven't been feeling okay, all that pain got me sick for some days
But it's f*cked up I can not get rid of these ways
But I'm still finna grind take this shit to the grave
It just gone take a minute like Nicholas cage
Yea this chapter ain't over just flipping the page
The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just get rich
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Tired of taking losses
You might see the fame but you don't know what it cost it
This shit is awful
Everyday I pray a opp don't come my way and cross me
Gotta be cautious
People ask me why I'm so anti and ain't talking
Y'all on some flaw shit
Say I love before Incase I see a coffin
Ay I haven't been feeling okay, all that pain got me sick for some days
But it's f*cked up I can not get rid of these ways
But I'm still finna grind take this shit to the grave
It just gone take a minute like Nicholas cage
Yea this chapter ain't over just flipping the page
The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just get rich

The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just rich
Nigga came out the bottom crosstown its the bricks
Where they serve on the corner or out hittin licks
Better pray he yo man you might die for a split
And lil shorty don't love you she out riding dick
The lil niggas they Wildin they out with the sticks
And they plotting on niggas but still posting pics
When that nigga got locked why the f*ck did he snitch
Now he out with freedom and his man gotta sit
Eating soup in a cup using covers to shit
But that's 10 toes he gone cover your shift
Got me outta my mind feel like I'm off a cliff
Hella joy can't enjoy all these people I miss

Tired of taking losses
You might see the fame but you don't know what it cost it
This shit is awful
Everyday I pray a opp don't come my way and cross me
Gotta be cautious
People ask me why I'm so anti and ain't talking
Y'all on some flaw shit
Say I love before Incase I see a coffin
Ay I haven't been feeling okay, all that pain got me sick for some days
But it's f*cked up I can not get rid of these ways
But I'm still finna grind take this shit to the grave
It just gone take a minute like Nicholas cage
Yea this chapter ain't over just flipping the page
The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just get rich

Black out da coupe they can't see thru da tint
I ain't shootin pool I'm on cue with da stick
Eight ball in da corner cuz this for da win
I ain't takin losses can't do that again

They love to see a nigga down... bad

But f*ck em
I had enough of em
Too many bags had to duffle em
Turkey bags we steady stuffing em
Too many plays I be rushing em
12 get behind me I'm dusting em
We got dem drums like percussion
Da money only thing I'm lovin
And I'm bout to cuff it
And I'm still thuggin
I gotta pack and bussed it
I got in da trap ain't have nothing
Now I got it jumpin
I gotta ride for my brothers
It's gang shit and we for each other
Jus keep it one Hunnit
We ride wit too many bows
Ds on patrol
Jus watch out cuz i know they hunting

They love to see a nigga down... bad

Tired of taking losses
You might see the fame but you don't know what it cost it
This shit is awful
Everyday I pray a opp don't come my way and cross me
Gotta be cautious
People ask me why I'm so anti and ain't talking
Y'all on some flaw shit
Say I love before Incase I see a coffin
Ay I haven't been feeling okay, all that pain got me sick for some days
But it's f*cked up I can not get rid of these ways
But I'm still finna grind take this shit to the grave
It just gone take a minute like Nicholas cage
Yea this chapter ain't over just flipping the page
The more that you read you gone see it's intense
Take in this game and you might just get rich
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Jamaul Little, Santrez Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Shmoked Out



Shmoked Out - Losses Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Shmoked Out
Featuring: Chef Trez
Length: 3:22
Written by: Jamaul Little, Santrez Jackson

Tags:
No tags yet