Ben Hixon - We All Lost lyrics

{Verse 1: Lord Byron} We so drawn to d**h like a horn with s** Left the steps drawn but I'm still a Don in flesh Mourn or chests gone it don't matter you just a pawn I'm Lex, Lugar with a few Rugers for the stress We used to play craps and double dutch Now it's just crap so we double clutch Twins by our ribs, what up doc I'm like bugs with snubs Y'all them bust in the crowd n***as I roll through and show love, yo Money bags on a hundred 50 pounds the piffy loud plus I'm spiffy so the cops don't even think to profile I'm in a car the color of envy, n***as can't bend me My four four weigh more than the scores that a pimp see Blood on the timbs from business ventures that gone bad He was a loan shark departed cause he had gone crab He was a f*ggot and his father was the one who bred him I gave him the shots but the bullets was the ones that dead him, these n***as not playing the game fair so it's a shame I gotta bang on his dang career {Hook: Lord Byron} OPEN THE DOOR MY ni**a! OPEN THE DOOR MY ni**aAAA! I ain't tryna say it thrice I'm just tryna be nice I'ma give a lil advice OPEN THE DOOR MY ni**a! {Verse 2: Lord Byron} What y'all think? B just shrieking? Naw I just don't lie about the deals I be inking Autograph degrees from Lincoln, hold on When I was a calculator I hated math Now that I'm a computer it's really all that I have If you can't respect yourself you can't respect me and that's unhealthy dog I'm where the guppies and whales be My coat cost the granite on cabinets I know you crabs can't stand it dammit who planned it nobody that's who Life is not a Scooby Doo show It's the Truman show And your the star kid prepare for your movie roll Sentimental tears for when the villain still appears after the greatest d**h ever and the endings nowhere near, so {Hook} OPEN THE DOOR MY ni**a! OPEN THE DOOR MY ni**aAAA! I ain't tryna say it thrice I'm just tryna be nice I'ma give a lil advice OPEN THE DOOR MY ni**a!