Counting My Losses ft. Od Quake Lyrics

Sheesh

Fuckin these hoes, and then I'm gone that's the code yeah, yeah

Back on the road, I can't leave without my pole, yeah, yeah

Back to the city, you know that I'm killin' these shows, yeah, yeah

I gotta move, I can't lose and you know I'm on go, yeah, yeah

I'm on some different shit, shorty she with the shit, she said she tryna get into

Me I tell her, shorty to slide, I kill

It and bye, I play it no instrument

Cause I'm on my dog shit, yeah, yeah I cannot win without countin' my losses, yeah yeah

She off script and I actin' right, she put me in the dark

And I found the light now I'm singlin' like a satellite

Don't love a hoe, that's my best advice Love out my heart, I sacrifice, Sub-zero My soul Made of ice, now I gotta take this pain to the afterlife

What was y'all purpose What I do to deserve this

What did I do, what did I do, do

What I do to to deserve this In the dark, it was curtains

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Oh, for real, it's really like that In my lane, like bowling strike back

Gave you all the paper, that's facts If you want your heart broke, hmm get attached

Shorty broke my heart, got it patched At my lowest, you just laughed

Smiles on my face, but inside, just sad Get out my feelings, had to go get a bag Get out My feelings, had to go get a bag

Will you switch with a bag You might love you once, never love you twice

Turn me villain, so I can't be nice Cost me a lot and I paid the price

Trapped with cheese, so they move like mice Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

I'm a star like Patrick, squares putting on shows nun but static

Huh, heat to your top like an addict, you disappear

Something like magic, off rip, saw this trap is tragic

Yeah, I knew about the shit that could happen if it's up for grabs then Bryson gonna grab It

Yeah, I made my money by trappin' Gifted so it's for rappin

Wasn't jokin', they was laughin' In my back, they was stabbing

Clips and clips, lots of action wanna trip, then I'm packing

Drop phone, get it crackin' Change that shit like taxes

Cut that shit like axes Fuckin these hoes, & then I'm gone that's the code yeah, yeah

Back on the road, I can't leave without my pole, yeah, yeah

Back to the city, you know that I'm killin' these shows, yeah, yeah

I gotta move, I can't lose and you know I'm on go, yeah, yeah

I'm on some different shit, shorty she with the shit, she said she tryna get into

Me I tell her, Shorty to slide, I kill

It and bye, I play it no instrument

Cause I'm on my dog shit, yeah, yeah I cannot win without countin' my losses, yeah

Yeah I get emotional

Knowin' this world is so damn cold No matter where I go

Gotta keep the pole That could determine if I live or I go

So many told, So many fold Like Ermac they played with my soul

How can I love when my heart broke Answer me, That cause I don't know

You put me in a place I ain't been in before I don't know how to feel anymore

Everything just feels like, whoa, whoa, oh, whoa

I don't know how to feel anymore Do you have a broken heart, cure

Do you have a broken heart, cure Fuckin these hoes, & then I'm gone that's the code Yeah, yeah

Back on the road, I can't leave without my pole, yeah, yeah

Back to the city, you know that I'm killin' these shows, yeah, yeah

I gotta move, I can't lose and you know I'm on go, yeah, yeah

I'm on some different shit, shorty she with the shit, she said she tryna get into

Me I tell her, shorty to slide, I kill

It and bye, I play it no instrument

Cause I'm on my dog shit, yeah, yeah I cannot win without countin' my losses, yeah Yeah