Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
HotBlock Jmoe
HotBlock Jmoe
Solo
Fresco Trey
Fresco Trey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucien Parker
Lucien Parker
Composer
Trey Davis
Trey Davis
Composer
Jeremy Bella
Jeremy Bella
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NICK WHITE
NICK WHITE
Mastering Engineer
Saint Luca Beats
Saint Luca Beats
Producer
Oz OnTheTrack
Oz OnTheTrack
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, Oz, give me a motherfuckin' painkiller
I can't lose
Clutchin' on that MAC-11 when I slide, ****
I can't lose
Creepin', tryna make it out alive, ****
I can't lose
Even if I tried, even if I tried, lose (I can't lose)
Won't let you get the upper hand
I've been down this road before, won't go that way again
Sometimes life ain't just what it is
You show one ounce of disloyalty, we can't make amends
Shit get hard to manage, my OG just beat cancer
Tried to slow down on the lean, but I keep dosin' in the Phantom
And my whole hood look up to me as if I got the answer
It's, "Free Dot," until he free, then Shonno right after
Ain't gon' lie, I'm ashamed of all the drugs that I'm takin'
Love my mama, but I feel like it's the streets that made me
Wipe the tears I feel in my eyes and seen blood on the pavement
Yours truly, shit, my life a movie, still in the makin'
I can't lose
Clutchin' on that MAC-11 when I slide, ****
I can't lose
Creepin', tryna make it out alive, ****
I can't lose
Even if I tried, even if I tried, lose (I can't lose)
Takin' penitentiary chances tryna chase wins (Uh-huh)
To be great, sometimes, you might have to erase friends (Friends)
Might sip on Dom Pérignon, but I don't drink Henn' (No)
They up and left, and it's on them, so I don't make amends
Rather be rich in a 'Rari than broke in the bando
I stopped gettin' high, went and put stars in a Lambo'
All this weight on my back, I feel like a camel
I stopped ventin' to people, they was usin' it as ammo
And like the gang rich, shit, I can't lose
I'm just playin' the field, baby, I ain't make the rules
They say, "You wanna be rich or be happy?" But why I gotta choose?
Now I done walked a hunnid-thousand miles in these pair of shoes
I can't lose (No)
Clutchin' on that MAC-11 when I slide, **** (Grrah)
I can't lose (No)
Creepin', tryna make it out alive, **** (Oh)
I can't lose (Lose)
Even if I tried, even if I tried, lose (I can't lose)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Written by: Jeremy Bella, Lucien Parker, Trey Davis
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