Gangthelabel - Can't Lose lyrics

[Intro - Kuston] Yeah, aye I just walked up in the building, sh** started smelling like that loud [Verse 1 - Kuston] Hey, I can't talk, I don't wanna Kuz what you doing? I'm getting to the money Yeah, my attire, came fresh up out that water Yeah, I require, lots of marihuana Yeah I always keep it on me, I don't do no orders Coming acrossed the border, take off with your daughter That's just what I do, yeah, this ain't nothing new Turn up out the blue, turn the club into a zoo, whoo Poof, there they go. There go Kuz, there go Dro They just walked up out the store, prolly out to get the doe Wow damn, where they going? Ain't no telling what I'm on I wake and bake up in the evening, go to sleep up in the morning Ah damn, I done told em I ain't worried bout nothing I got too much on my head to start worrying bout some Stay on point just for my commas, kuston mayne ya highness You don't f** with Gangthelabel, you don't f** with Belgium's Finest ah [Hook - Kuston] I ain't got nothing to prove to you motherf**ers I just can't lose yeah I thought I told you I ain't cool with em Matter of fact, aye, I ain't got non to do with em Get 'em out [Verse 2 - Dro] Mirror mirror on the wall, who the freshest of them all? It's Dro with them exclusives, you don't find em at the mall Still standing with my dawg, and ofcourse we standing tall Homie don't you ask me sh**, cuz you know I don't recall I'm awake, so I bake, purple grapes, by the lake b**h I'm young Captain Blake, and I got, what it take Just to seperate to real from the fake, f** a snitch f** a snake Stack the cake for f**s sake Always had the most swag by far, you can see that from a far OG gas in my cigar, a couple cookies in the jar Make a hater look bizar, when we rising up the charts I got non but cla**ic banger sh**, in my repetoire yuh yuh yuh Yes b**h, the beat blessed b**h By king Dro the fifth, aka your freshness I'm so selfish, pockets on swellfish Local rapper f** your coverart, and your tracklist God damn [Hook - Kuston] I ain't got nothing to prove to you motherf**er I just can't lose, yeah I thought I told you I ain't cool with em Matter of fact, aye, I ain't got non to do with em Get 'em out [Outro - Kuston] Yeah Damn Free Wop Yeah 2015, Gangthelabel ℗