Chris Johnson - Losers (ft. Pick & Black Sheep) lyrics

[Hook: Pick] They don't stay the same We don't feel the same She don't feel that way Let's just run away back home [Verse 1: Pick] Where they all go, they just dippin' dog Can't think straight like I'm dipped in sauce And my pistons broke, I can't keep goin' Yeah I need some more gas to light up this loss Broke my heart into Reese's Pieces Stuck on my mind like peanut bu*ter Yeah I'm a nut, you crack me up I laughed all the way to the bank, tryna stack sh** up Tryna go out west tryna pack sh** up Plus I been tryna cuff, tryna bag sh** up But, who the f** I leave behind tho Look back at em, and I'm tryna press rewind tho But I'm addicted to the craft, I'm a pyro I just don't see where the time go Time hit that J so time flies tho My heart ain't in it but my mind know [Hook: Pick] They don't stay the same We don't feel the same She don't feel that way Let's just run away back home [Verse 2: Black Sheep] Black Sheep Adobe quick Whip the work that's off the rip Boutta spit a spliff, ignite the track and give your soul a lift Watch ya flame it smolder quick I flip the script, inspire folks to think, they noticin', I think you lonely jokers need a tip Cooking potions potent Corroding the stones for those to kick Watch the kid work, I grab the mic and it's over quick Demolish MC's, nobody can see the soldier grip Let alone touch him, think otherwise you a total trip Used to have demons, I ditched 'em and I been bolder since Fake friends old, they phony man I decode their sh** People run they mouths, please miss me you got that folders pitch? I'm in my zone focused you bogus cats need another tip I ain't havin' it The kid been known for blackin' Avid rap addict unpacking the contractors bit Rollin in the deep, keep saucin' we board the mothership Empty all the clips and Get to making it like bananas, split [Hook: Pick] They don't stay the same We don't feel the same She don't feel that way Let's just run away back home [Verse 3: NxG] I'm the n***a that will never put his sh** to rest Like a toddler with insomnia Wishing you the best of luck when you're trying to get over me I know it's me that you see when you go to sleep Hopefully it will not last for forever And nothing's left of my ethics Is that a change for the better? But I'm still toasting your efforts At the bottom of a bottle where I'm fronting like I'm harder than the rock bottom soil that I'm standing on Guess I'm wrongful to follow the train of thought that told me it was cool to be different Falling - you the clouds and I'm the rainwater Flowing easy like the droplets from a sink faucet So much for me staying sober So much for us getting closer I'm over that Over all the drama, but you want it back A chronic pa**ive aggressor Looking skimpy when the combat starts Whipping solo in a stolen car [Hook: Pick] They don't stay the same We don't feel the same She don't feel that way Let's just run away back home