Losses

作词 : Aubrey Graham/M. Hernández/E. Sticken/R. Thomas, Jr.

作曲 : Aubrey Graham/M. Hernández/E. Sticken/R. Thomas, Jr.

Hey, Instagram

There's a song I've been writing, oh, for a few months

I don't know, I-I started writing it about my family

Just came up now so, anybody feel any way about it

I don't give a fxck

(Yeah, family)

Yeah

Yeah

Lost you to the game, I gotta hug that

I was here when you was asking where the love at

Dip your finger in the bag to get your buzz back

I was wishin' on a star when I was that

I've been fortunate enough to have it my way

I'm a fortune teller, listen to what I say

'Member when we used to park up in my driveway

I always told it how it was, I never shy away

This life is really something you get lost in

I know n!ggas that got famous, and they bought friends

I had friends that only had half of they heart in

It's hard to accept now, and it was hard then

But I treated you like gold, I was all in

Spoiled rotten, n!ggas smell you 'fore you walked in

Burnin' incense in your new apartment

But you got no sense when it come to-

Lost you to the game, I gotta hold that

How you feelin' in your soul? Since you sold that

I be better off without you, and we know that

You ain't lookin' at a n!gga you could hold back

Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap

You sold me up the river, but I rowed back

You put me on the road without a roadmap

I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts

You got some liquor at the house?

Yeah

Go get a shot, let's do a shot together

I don't see it

Okay, hahaha

Ayy

Being here wasn't in the plans

I do it for the Grahams, not the 'Gram

I do it for the fam, but still fxckin' Uncle Sam

I tried to change for you, but that wasn't who I am

Even when being real is out of fashion

N!ggas keep stealin' my style, now we out here matchin'

I did it by being myself with no dramatic acting

I couldn't sit around and wait, I had to have it happen

Lost you to the game, I gotta face that

Really think I lost you, like, a ways back

Always sayin' how a n!gga never play fair

I took you up under my wing, and you just stayed there

You was supposed to grow some wings, get your own pair

You started this from the bottom, now you alone there

Sh!t, you treat it like it's home there

Dependent on me, you was supposed to get your own share

I still love you to my last days

I never knew that sh!t would be this fast-paced

I never thought I'd see awards in a glass case

I could've ended up in your crib with a masked face

It could've went left on a couple bad days

When I visit my last places is the only time I'm in last place

See me these days, I never got on a sad face

See me these days, I-

Lost you to the game, and I see why

It was always you and I without the T-Y

This is not one of them stories that got three sides

This is not one of them stories you could rewind

Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap

You drove a n!gga crazy, but I drove back

You wrote me off, and then you never wrote back

I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts

Yessir

Hold on, hold on

(Baby, let me tell you something about me)

(I really do know, I know who I wanna be)

Woo, woo

Lord, I already passed on all that

You go 'head on, haha