How Can I Lose - Sneakbo

How can I lose when I came here with nothing?

Everyday you see me hustling

All for the money, if it ain’t 'bout the money

Then we cannot have a discussion

I was born in the 90s, I’ve been a thug from a YG

The streetlife weren’t nice, G

I thought you was my homie, but dem man, they are phonies

I had to tell him «don't phone me»

I’m still getting money with though

For the fame, that brudda was my bro bro

I love that nigga, no homo

Fuck’s sake, I miss my fucking brother Jojo, oh no

Everything happens for a reason

Free the man dem, they should have freedom

I know they did

But nobody guides them, now everybody’s grieving

And I don’t even know who to believe in

Fuck we will never reason

I’m heading to the money, had enough of being bummy

I’mma come and let it rain when I’m feeling

I started out with nuttin', now my money’s up

Sitting on a couple racks, I’m 'bout to double up

Now the feds and the haters are watching us

And money keeps coming, ain’t no stopping us

From nothing into something, got my mind right

While you’re tryna I’m in the limelight

Check my Snapchat, nigga live a nice life

It’s the winter, I’m just waiting on the summertime

Just so I can flex on you broke boys

They talk but they don’t make no noise

What up?

Pissed, I’m so fed up

Fame turned friends to snakes, dem boy jealous

Still GG for life, I’m a go-getter

If it ain’t 'bout money then please don’t come tell us

Young nigga from the south and I made it

Ain’t rich but if you note then I make it