Lil Yachty - Sh%t 2 Lose lyrics

[Bridge: Joey Fatts] In the field with that tool man I ain't got sh** to lose Out here trapping like a fool man I ain't got sh** to lose I been grinding with my crew man I ain't got sh** to lose Ain't got time for no excuse man we got packs to move [Verse 1: Joey Fatts] Spend ninety bands on a coupe Spend eight hunnid' on j**els Try me my n***as gon' shoot Because we ain't got sh** to lose You flexing, we taking these j**els He running we taking his shoes She choosing, I'm taking his boo Not stressing, I'm flexing on you A n***a in these streets straight head first Because it's all I know Paper chasing bread till my legs hurt Man I gotta' get mo' It's time for a come up A n***a been grinding all summer Serving that base like a drummer Probably serve yay to your momma On that one way, young n***a serving weight out a Honda We been through it all From [?] to run ins with the law I'm tryna' ball with my dogs We on the block, tryna' get that dough For the ones that we lost Yams and my n***a DJ I'm missing you more everyday Can't wait till I see y'all again [Pre-Hook: Lil Yachty] Me and mines been working too hard, to let y'all starve us, we can't lose Cause we ain't got sh** to lose We on the move [Hook: Joey Fatts] Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Back against the ropes, I gotta' fight man, I'm gon' find a way I've been on the low tryna' get right man, I'm gon' get this cake If it's the only thing I do b**h, I'm gon' grind away Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Fly away, Wish I could fly away [Bridge: Joey Fatts] In the field with that tool man I ain't got sh** to lose Out here trapping like a fool man I ain't got sh** to lose I been grinding with my crew man I ain't got sh** to lose Ain't got time for no excuse man we got packs to move Screaming f** the other side And it's gon' be this way till I die Too many of our mommas done cried Too many of my n***as doing time So if I catch him out of bounds he's getting fried Taking trips out of town, getting high Get caught with these pounds, I'm doing life Gotta' do what we do to get by Street n***a, same old story Took by the same old fourty Twenty forty years, same old shawty that you knew from the East On 91st with Cory, starting to feel like this sh** is meant for me I been in the streets for a minute My n***a [?] in a minute My brother [?] for his sentence Man I haven't seen his face in a minute Gotta go through it to get to it No matter the way man we gon' move it No matter what it takes man we gon' do it sh** gotta' change man I'm gon' lose it Time and time again As days pa** I'm losing my friends Thinking "Damn when this sh** gonna' end?" On the lean bench, because life goes on and the world spins Man a n***a getting caught up in this whirlwind [Pre-Hook: Lil Yachty] Me and mines been working too hard, to let y'all starve us, we can't lose Cause we ain't got sh** to lose We on the move [Hook: Joey Fatts] Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Back against the ropes, I gotta' fight man, I'm gon' find a way I've been on the low tryna' get right man, I'm gon' get this cake If it's the only thing I do b**h, I'm gon' grind away Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Faded off this dope, I'm hella' high, wish I could fly away Fly away, fly away [Bridge: Joey Fatts] In the field with that tool man I ain't got sh** to lose Out here trapping like a fool man I ain't got sh** to lose I been grinding with my crew man I ain't got sh** to lose Ain't got time for no excuse man we got packs to move