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 I'm sayin'?
Ayy, them boys, they counted 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, they can't kill me, they can't hurt me (wrong or right, it's up to you)
We ain't got nothin' to lose
They can't bend for break me (but we got somethin' to prove), brr
Ayy, fill that car up, make sure pressure in it
A hunnid, 200, 300 shots are better with me, yeah (better with me)
Them -, but I was celibate (but I was celibate)
I hung my jersey up, I'm back outta retirement (outta retirement)
Electric Slide on 'em (brrt)
Chopped Charger and two steppers when we ride on 'em (ayy, when we ride on 'em)
I survived, homie, flat lines, I'm allergic to it, I run from it, yeah (run from it)
We take a loss, and then we shake back (shake back)
They took one and couldn't take that (take that)
I know them - hate that, for real (I know you hate that, -)
The real Reaper in the flesh, -, I'm above death
I got somethin' to prove, leave his head hangin' off his neck (brrt-brrt)
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
I (wrong or right, it's up to you)
Will (we ain't got nothin' to lose)
Not (but we got somethin' to prove), lose
Hm-hm, cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
I (wrong or right, it's up to you)
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, -, God got me (God got me)
Anything that happened to me, I did probably (did probably)
Corn of my enemy, I know he heard 'bout me (know you heard 'bout me)
Send another my way, it's gon' be another body (it's gon' be another body)
Nothin' to lose, but my life, can't let nobody take me (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 her baby (then we all straight)
I'ma be all good, don't worry 'bout my safety (don't worry 'bout me)
To kill me, you gon' need more than a gun and a bullet (brrt-brrt-brrt)
The whole Heaven gotta be backin' you when you pull it (brrt-brrt-brrt)
Gotta be a pro behind that trigger, not a rookie (not no rookie)
The Devil himself gotta do it, it can't be no -
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
I (wrong or right, it's up to you)
Will (we ain't got nothin' to lose)
Not (but we got somethin' to prove), lose
Hm-hm, cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
I (wrong or right, it's up to you)
Will (we ain't got nothin' to lose)
Not (but we got somethin' to prove), lose
They ain't got too much to say (too much to say)
And every dawg has his day (and every dawg his day)
When it's mine, I'ma be okay (I'ma be all good)
This just the price we gotta pray
Check one, and we stretch somethin' on a walk-up (brrt)
To my dead homies representin' all of us (long live Geno)
Know 'em - hatin' on me, but tell 'em all love (it's all good)
At that next stone, jump ships, nah, nah, nah, nah
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose (nah)
Wrong or right, it's up to you (nah, nah, nah, nah)
We ain't got nothin' to lose
But we got somethin' to prove (will not lose, no)
Cross that line, we bend the rules
Wrong or right, we gotta choose
Wrong or right, it's up to you
Will (we ain't got nothin' to lose)
Not (but we got somethin' to prove), lose
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Carnell Robertson, Bryson Potts, Rodney Jeffrion Montreal, Francis Leblanc
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