Never Gon Lose Lyrics

Uh, all I know is grind, grind, grind, grind

Stack it up, then shine, huh

Buy one, get one free

First ten people in line

Front yard boomin' like Walmart Scootin' through The get woods in a golf cart

Girlie say she lost, push the On-Star

I remember three shirts hangin' in the armoire

Had a few jeans, no Amiris

Had a few bad dreams, none scared me

No warnings, so no preparing

Like drivin' a car with no bearings

No power steering, tell me how the fuck I'm Engineering

With no brakes or no rotors

Tryna duck a case, no Nintendo controllers

Just a big grip, can't fit in a holster Never no, hold Up when you ship it with

The Folgers

Can't stand a bitter bitch when she sober

Get your mix in order Yachtin', had to get my fit in Order

Got a big drip, disorder

Once I slip, it's over

Once the doors click on the Rover Somebody Bitch, tellin' somebody bitch

Bitch, move your big ass over

It's only one ending, it's over

I hate to say it, I'm breakin' the news Get who you Gettin', whoever you bringin

They gettin' it too, you see how I'm swinging

So if she pitch it, I'm hitting it

Way past the fences and hittin' my patented Moves

You ride the benches, me,

I'm never goin' loose

All I know is shine, shine, shine, shine

Celebration of the grind

Couldn't see the finish from the back of the line

Rap don't work, then it's back to the dimes

Pullin' up, park, back to back in the line

Doors go up like we back in time Back to the Future, no free band gang

Over here we hustle cane, hustle clothes and Hustle music

We just hustle hard in any hustle we do pick

Icy boy, igloo shit

Cold nigga on some flu shit

Poolside sippin' cool shit

Don't talk about it and don't do the shit

Haul on a nigga, put a move on em

Ball like Chris Paul, fade away like Ewing

I need longevity, views out Beverly Albums Produce them executively

I'm at the top, you tryna connect with me I have to Link you up with Stephanie

First we win, win, win, win

Never lose, that's secondly

It's only one ending

I hate to say it

I'm breaking the news, get who you gettin

Whoever you bringin', they gettin' it too

You see how I'm swingin', so if she pitch it, I'm Hittin' it

Way past the fences and hittin' my patented Moves

You ridin' benches, me, I'm never gon' lose