Grave Leathers - Lose It All

Pass my time
With a dime on the side of me
Pass that fire
Hold up wait
I ain't sharing it
On a psilocybin diet
Maybe me and you can hide away
Yeah
But when that money start to call
Baby I might break your heart
Because I know you'll do the same
If I let you get too close
I might take you out of here
But I won't ever take you home
Because I cannot lose it all
Because I cannot lose it all
P-town finest
You ain't never seen none like us
We done had real ones die here
Real misguided
I won't ever cross my bros
But I will if they cross that line
Please don't try me
She want the real deal
I'm solid
And a nigga graduated college
Yeah I brag about it
If I ever pop my shit
Just know that a nigga being honest
Yeah yeah
What have we here
A couple friends
Laughing in tears
Running out of time
No time to reminisce
Too much I be stressing about
My patience running thin
Cringe because of my sins
Cringe because of my image
I wish I could redo the past
Maybe shit would be different
I got bitches from my past
Trying to fuck around again
Ask me how I like it
Like I'm Pete Pablo yeah
But when that money start to call
Baby I might break your heart
Because I know you'll do the same
If I let you get too close
I might take you out of here
But I won't ever take you home
Because I cannot lose it all
Because I cannot lose it all
But when that money start to call
Baby I might break your heart
Because I know you'll do the same
If I let you get too close
Bought a fiver star hotel
Just to fuck
And we checked out the same night
Yeah yeah
Riding through City Park Ave P-town
Getting head at the red light
Yeah yeah
Had a bitch out greenbrier yeah
She was sniffing that shit like a canine
Yeah yeah
It's okay you a hoe
Just put this in your throat
And it's like whatever like
Yeah yeah
I don't regret but I never forget
Laying in bed with this bitch and her friend
She throw that ass at me just like it's catch
Throw this dick at her
I told that bitch fetch
Blowing exotic because niggas be stressed
It's no hate in my body for me to be pressed
You hate on me
How you live with your self
I need a bitch who gone fuck and don't tell
Keep it lowkey
Don't tell your friends
She want to post to get back at her man
I told that bitch no
Cut her off
I don't care
Yeah I'm a player
Know what I'm saying
Don't want no messy shit
You messy
I guess why that's why you high maintenance
I ain't tripping
I'm a talk my shit
You said that you okay with it
But when that money start to call
Baby I might break your heart
Because I know you'll do the same
If I let you get too close
I might take you out of here
But I won't ever take you home
Because I cannot lose it all
Because I cannot lose it all
But when that money start to call
Baby I might break your heart
Because I know you'll do the same
If I let you get too close

Written by:
Aaron Ali, Roger Wynn

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