Testo WILL NOT LOSE - NLE Choppa feat. Fridayy
Testo della canzone WILL NOT LOSE (NLE Choppa feat. Fridayy), tratta dall'album Cottonwood 2 (Deluxe)
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose (Yeah)
Wrong or right, it's up to you (Know what I'm sayin'?)
Ayy, them boys, they countin' me out (We ain't got nothin' to lose)
They left me for dead (But we got somethin' to prove)
In my darkest moments, I ain't see the
Sunshine (Cross that line, we bend the rules)
(Wrong or right, we gotta choose)
But it's all good (Wrong or right, it's up to you)
They can't kill me, they can't hurt me (We ain't got nothin' to lose)
But they can't bend or break me (But we got somethin' to prove)
Ayy, fill that car up, make sure pressure in it
A hunnid, two hunnid, three hunnid shots or better with me, yeah
Them niggas fucked, but I was celibate
I hung my jersey up, I'm back out of retirement
Electric slide on 'em
Cha-cha's and two steppin's when we ride on 'em
I survived, homie
Flatlines, I'm allergic to it, I run from it
We take a loss and then we shake back
They took one, they couldn't take that
I know them niggas hate that, for real
The real reaper in the flesh
Nigga, I'm above death
I got somethin' to prove
Leave his head hangin' off his neck
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you (I will)
We ain't got nothin' to lose (Not)
But we got somethin' to prove (Lose)
Hmm, hmm
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you (I will)
We ain't got nothin' to lose (Not)
But we got somethin' to prove (Lose)
Hard body, ain't nothin' that can break me
Bitch, God got me (God got me)
Anything that happened to me, I did probably
Call my enemy, I know he heard 'bout me (Heard 'bout me)
Send another my way, it's gon' be another body (Another body)
Nothin' to lose but my life, can't let
Nobody take me (They can't take me out)
As long as I can take a deep breath, forever grateful
As long as ma can call my phone and check up on her baby
I'ma be all good, don't worry 'bout my safety
To kill me, you gon' need more than a gun and a bullet
The whole Heaven gotta be backin' you when you pull it
Gotta be a pro behind that trigger, not a rookie
The devil himself gotta do it, it can't be no pussy
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you (I will)
We ain't got nothin' to lose (Not)
But we got somethin' to prove (Lose)
Hmm, hmm
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you (I will)
We ain't got nothin' to lose (Not)
But we got somethin' to prove (Lose)
I ain't got too much to say
And every dog has his day
When it's mine, I'ma be okay
This just the price we gotta pay
Check one, we stretched somethin' on the walk up
To my dead homies, representin' all of 'em
Know them niggas hatin' on me, but tell 'em all love
At they necks, don't jump ships, nah, nah, nah, nah
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you
We ain't got nothin' to lose (We ain't got nothin' to lose)
But we got somethin' to prove (Lose, no)
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you
We ain't got nothin' to lose
But we got somethin' to prove
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Carnell Robertson, Bryson Potts, Rodney Jeffrion Montreal, Francis Leblanc
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