Money Man – Nothing To Lose Lyrics

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They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They just wanna see a nigga lose
They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Trappin’ like I got a point to prove
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They just wanna see a nigga lose
They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Trappin’ like I got a point to prove
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose

Swipin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
I got a rich nigga attitude
I never seen a bitch bad as you
They never heard of numbers this low
You can drop the ticket when you grow
If you don’t know, now you know
I’m a plug baby on the low
He not a real nigga, he a hoe
I had to sell a brick in the snow
I had to sell a cutie at the store
I had the key, it was under control
I take a beat and I pour out my soul
Come here baby girl I want your soul
Heard they jumped y’all then ya told
Damn
You only got caught with a gram
I really don’t understand
I’m a boss, understand
These niggas know I’m the socket
I keep a belt in my closet
I just sit down and I count up the profit
Grab me a shoebox and make a deposit
That how you live when you sellin’ narcotics
I’m on the radar, the Feds, I’m a target

They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They just wanna see a nigga lose
They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Trappin’ like I got a point to prove
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose

They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They just wanna see a nigga lose
They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Trappin’ like I got a point to prove
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose

They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Step on a brick in some Jimmy Choo
I got that OG and Sour too
Ain’t got a label or sponsors
I’m in the streets with some monsters
Just had a white boy build a chopper
Just in case a nigga gotta off ya
On the last p, I make ’em bid for it like a auction
Yeah
He not a boss, why is he talkin’?
Why you in the trap if you not shoppin’?
I don’t like a nigga, he too frail
Heard he soft and he weak as hell
Heard he couldn’t even work a scale
Heard they robbed him when he tried to sell
Swiper swipin’ like no tomorrow
Trapper trappin’ like no tomorrow
Stack today and then stack tomorrow
Re-up today and re-up tomorrow
She wanna be my trap queen
She know that I’m a trap king
These are the niggas acting
Come on lil shawty, join the team

They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They just wanna see a nigga lose
They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Trappin’ like I got a point to prove
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They don’t wanna see a nigga win
They just wanna see a nigga lose
They just wanna see a nigga lose
Way up here in Buscemi shoes
Trappin’ like I got a point to prove
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose
Trappin’ like I got nothin’ to lose

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