Mr. 17stones - No Losing (feat. Tre Hoover) Lyrics

I'm not yo buddy, I'm not yo friend
You run up on me, you catchin' ten
Do my dirt all by my lonely, have no split ends
I put that on my Homies, we out to win
No losing, no losing, no losing
Bitch I was born a champion
No losing, no losing, no losing
My only option is to win
No losing
I, Came in the game as an underdog, ain't nobody wanna work wit' me
So I went to the lab and I brushed it off, now I put em in a hearse for free
From the cleve where we have to go extra hard
And the size of the rims is extra large
Catch me in the cipher spittin extra bars
King knife sushi hoe, extra raw
One of the best regardless, f*ck your favorite artist, I'll put these chumps in they places
If you feel disappointed, we'll make an appointment, to come and get you your facelift
Face it, y'all ain't f*ckin 'round with the chop chop, make ya heart stop when I spit these
Got a problem with the Mop Topp catch a hot Glock, leave a muthaf*cka lookin' like a swiss cheese
Bitch please I'm talented, gifted, eat a rapper, cannibalistic, smack a bitch back on my pimp shit
Relentless, lyrical fitness, you'll get split, get a quick fix, like you coppin a piss kit
Ya lil bitch, better settle down, for we have to bring the metal round
Why it gotta be the clown in the crowd talkin down, 'til we hit em wit the pound
Oh you friendly now
I'm not yo buddy, I'm not yo friend
You run up on me, you catchin' ten
Do my dirt all by my lonely, have no split ends
I put that on my Homies, we out to win
No losing, no losing, no losing
Bitch I was born a champion
No losing, no losing, no losing
My only option is to win
No losing
Came in the game just to win, if a nigga actin fishy imma cut a nigga fin
Playin wit me, ion recommend, I like to break the rules, only bitches what I bend
Get the money, but I don't spend it, in the the window, she asked me how I'm winning
Put it down her throat, into her appendix, that's ya main, I think I forgot to mention
What's up with all the tension, is it cause you lose and get no attention
Get some money and get out of your feelings, hating on me ain't goin' get you no millions
Checks coming in cause I threw one, another check came in then I blew one
Big gas on me, so you know we blew some, 17 came thru wit some cool ones
Sippin on drank while we win and they lose, you go against me then I'm sorry you lose
Hate to be brief lil nigga you choose, I'm all bout my money don't get it confused
Hang with the Mop and she got the topping, foreign ass whip, I'm too high to drive it
I'm going up cause a nigga poppin', f*ck it cause winning my only option
I'm not yo buddy, I'm not yo friend
You run up on me, you catchin ten
Do my dirt all by my lonely, have no split ends
I put that on my Homies, we out to win
No losing, no losing, no losing
Bitch I was born a champion
No losing, no losing, no losing
My only option is to win
No losing