Losing Control

N8TE in the game nigga make room Bringing more bars than a weight room Niggas smoking gas it’s different how i create fumes Niggas do the dash don’t push the break till it break you They don’t give a f*ck but N8TE just taking the safe route But i never was a fan of ducking when they shoot Cars came fancy dress them bitches in straight boots If a nigga acting brodie’ll make him take two Hot Nigga I’m way too Nigga stop beating the block smoking on K2 Hit a opp reaching the pot get him erased too Trigga pop speaking a lot turn into late blooms In the back smoking the gas straight out the pack Never lack gun on attack if niggas cap Young Nigga tryna go from rhymin in the class To a caddy with a diamond in the back back back back Feel like I’m losing control All my young niggas misusing the pole They have the junkies abusing the nose Everyday at risk of losing the soul But we gotta stay with it You snitchin we catching the snitch like it’s quidditch Stay upping the gun nigga good riddance They Rolling deep like some pigeons Stay rolling deep like Adele Me and my brother like bucket and pail Niggas can’t get a clue how a nigga prevail Cuz all they know is shoot send a nigga to hell I’m chasing the paper trail Used to push it on bikes, this shit gotta sell They be cooking the white man this shit hot as hell Just to keep on the lights it get dark Tony Snell Cuz the landlord be on dirt forreal And grandma can’t pay for her hospital bills Now little tommy is pushing them pills And popping a couple and cracking a seal Feel like I’m losing control All my young niggas misusing the pole They have the junkies abusing the nose Everyday at risk of losing the soul