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World of Losers (Main Menu) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lordeye
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Ronald Young




Lordeye - World of Losers (Main Menu) Lyrics
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Woahhh, look at this you did it
Splendid
I'ma drive the world far away from where it use to be
They'll never get "use to me" nigga
Can't be a "True MC" and watching me
Copy me, obviously to "compete"
As if that shit ain't truancy nigga
And you the type who say "order wings"
Knowing I'm bout to eat, but you ain't put in anything
Aye don't assume that I'll be sharing with you
See in my mind I'm anomaly, and tend to overthink commonly like
My worth to this economy
I thought I had a plan in mind, but still I digress
So sick of life steady treating me like an object
To the sweetest thing we call "reality"
I'm just a Prospect, but still convinced
That it's my turn and not to sit on the bench
I got a homie who don't bang, but swear to god he "the shit"
When Nipsey Hussle passed suddenly this nigga's a Crip
I told him "don't get too excited for the future"
He'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit"
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit"
Mm
Don't get excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
Don't get excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a
Uhh
I'm back up in this bitch
It's a trap up in this bitch
Best believe I set it off
If you lack up in this bitch
You ever heard a rumor bout yourself you know isn't true
Like "damn is this what niggas really think I would do"
Who the f*ck is these "rappers" labels recruit, ass
Y'all gas they heads and then treat em' like Parachutes
Mm
Pray my tape drop in a Avalanche running
I just wanna be heard like Ambulance, coming
In time you'll see mental is timeless
At most times we struggle sorting out genuine and a "act of kindness"
One day you'll look inside your book bag and find this nigga
Fortune Cookie, yours truly, Yohannes nigga
Corrupted mind never corrupted mine
When I speak my identity leaks but still anonymous as Valentine
I'll tell ya don't get too excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit"
Shiiid
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit" nigga
Don't get excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
Don't you get far too excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
Nigga
Woaah, look at this you did it
Splendid
Pray my tape drop in a Avalanche running
I just wanna be heard like Ambulance
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Woahhh, look at this you did it
Splendid
I'ma drive the world far away from where it use to be
They'll never get "use to me" nigga
Can't be a "True MC" and watching me
Copy me, obviously to "compete"
As if that shit ain't truancy nigga
And you the type who say "order wings"
Knowing I'm bout to eat, but you ain't put in anything
Aye don't assume that I'll be sharing with you
See in my mind I'm anomaly, and tend to overthink commonly like
My worth to this economy
I thought I had a plan in mind, but still I digress
So sick of life steady treating me like an object
To the sweetest thing we call "reality"
I'm just a Prospect, but still convinced
That it's my turn and not to sit on the bench
I got a homie who don't bang, but swear to god he "the shit"
When Nipsey Hussle passed suddenly this nigga's a Crip
I told him "don't get too excited for the future"
He'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit"
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit"
Mm
Don't get excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
Don't get excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a
Uhh
I'm back up in this bitch
It's a trap up in this bitch
Best believe I set it off
If you lack up in this bitch
You ever heard a rumor bout yourself you know isn't true
Like "damn is this what niggas really think I would do"
Who the f*ck is these "rappers" labels recruit, ass
Y'all gas they heads and then treat em' like Parachutes
Mm
Pray my tape drop in a Avalanche running
I just wanna be heard like Ambulance, coming
In time you'll see mental is timeless
At most times we struggle sorting out genuine and a "act of kindness"
One day you'll look inside your book bag and find this nigga
Fortune Cookie, yours truly, Yohannes nigga
Corrupted mind never corrupted mine
When I speak my identity leaks but still anonymous as Valentine
I'll tell ya don't get too excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit"
Shiiid
"Money, Bro's, Cars, Clothes, Bitches" and "All Type of Shit" nigga
Don't get excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
Don't you get far too excited for the future
You'll find it means nothing to a world full of losers
Nigga
Woaah, look at this you did it
Splendid
Pray my tape drop in a Avalanche running
I just wanna be heard like Ambulance
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Writer: Ronald Young
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