Bobby Shmurda - How Can I Lose lyrics

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Bobby Shmurda - How Can I Lose lyrics

[Hook: YT Triz] How can I lose, when I came here with nothin'? [x4] I am leaving here with somethin' Always servin' somethin' [x2] How can I lose, when I came here with nothin'? [x2] [Verse 1: YT Triz] What can I lose when I never had sh**? I was out hitting the licks I was out flipping the nicks Man that ain't sh**. I want the bricks Way up like Michael Vick, I just wanna go legit Remember I told the b**h (I told her), but now Imma show you this (ha) Young n***a sippin' Moet, I'm thinkin' I'll never forget I drive with no license with grams The dice in my hands, I'm rollin' that sh** I ride with 2Pac in my hand And two Glocks in my hands, and I'm loadin' that sh** And I got a semi; I keep that b**h wit me Her nickname is Biggie; that b**h shoot like 50 b**h-- we the mob; I'm John Gotti Moving that Whitney, Bobby I'm so fly that I wanna rob me Pullin' them hoes out the lobby I think that I came to be somethin' Go straight to bank, like hunnid (ay) Gimme them crispy new hunnids I came in here f**in' with nuthin' [Hook: YT Triz] [Verse 2: Bobby Shmurda] How can I lose, when I came here with nothin'? I'm co*kin' my tool, and I'm leavin' with somethin' Ain't scared to shoot, and we packin' them hunnids Tell Monte to shoot then Monte start dumpin' Boom Boom Boom Then Monte start dumpin' Boom Boom Boom How can I leave my n***as? I love 'em I make a move then my n***as- they comin' I be stuntin', my n***as they be stuntin' Ask 'em what? My n***as say nothin' [x3] A lot of these b**hes, I don't really love 'em Cause they didn't want me when I was nothin' Now that I'm stuntin', they screamin' they want it Now that I'm on, I'm screamin' now f** 'em [x3] I'm screamin' now f** 'em [x3] Ya b**h [Hook: YT Triz & Bobby Shmurda] [Verse 3: YT Triz] How can I lose, when I'm winnin'? Them losses was in the beginnin' Ain't no way out once you winnin' I got respect in my city I feel like I'm taller than Shaq I put my family on my back I'm countin' them racks on them racks I used to sack the sax I can not hide all these facts I can not hide all the pain with these tats You can not lie when you look at the stats You got the answers; you didn't have to ask I'm finna go; I'm finna blow like its a O I'm finna' smoke. Straight off the block Reachin' my goals. Now that I'm hot, I'm lettin' you know I use to stand at the store-- now I'm the man at the store! Droppin' that flamin' at you (that flame!). Yeah muthaf**a, it's poor Got that b**h sayin', "You know" She know where we finna go Cause she fell in love with my thuggin The same time that I fell in love with that money How can I lose, when I came here with nuthin'? [x4] [Hook: YT Triz]