Again
Uh, uh, yeah
Yo, early 2000s, the fits was the Loudest, the dips was my stylist
The shit was obnoxious
Dime bags of Reggie in faded Timberland boxes, uh, 97 Chevy
All tinted out with some knock in It
We used to ride up to Trenton to Get the product and pitch it in the
Burbs for triple, we really profited
A couple dollars'll build your Confidence when you're 18 and
Your primary residence is up in Your mama crib
She ain't even trip always kept it
Safe and chill, used a little shoebox Money to pay the cable bill
Had my own entrance, own exit, Flexing
Bitches in my window Catching other bitches naked
For a second thought never shit
Could get iller than this. My first Trip to Cancun, I thought a nigga Was rich
I came home and caught Something I wanted to hit since a Kid
Had the night of my life, but I Ain't seen that chick since
Nah I'm just counting up my losses
And my wins. And no, I'm not a Rapper, I'm just on my shit again
I took some losses, then I bought Some shit again
I know exactly Where I'm going, I ain't going Back again
I'm just counting up my losses and
My wins. I know exactly where I'm going, I ain't going back again
Yo, early 2010s, copped a condo With my friends
Not really a trap House, but that was kinda what we Did
Instant iced tea, kept some waffles In the fridge
Flat screens in every Room and in the closet was a bid
I was straight over all, had a couple
Close calls, but I kept a low profile. Like a sports car, report car was Flawless
Had a girl that was gorgeous, she
Ain't like how I was rolling, but She was riding regardless
Then my niggas had got hit up on
Some unrelated charges. Made it Harder to get rid of what was
Hidden in my closet
My friends left the house, some Had moved in with they moms
But the shit was in my name so I Ain't have them type of options
My bubble almost burst, still I had To get it popping
Catching custies After they fall off the rim like Dennis Rodman
I had to rebound and stack more Then I spend and pray my sons
Will see their portion of my Fortune in the end
I'm just counting up my losses and My wins
And no, I'm not a Rapper, I'm just on my shit again
I took some losses, then I bought Some shit again
I know exactly Where I'm going, I ain't going Back again
I'm just counting up my losses and My wins
And know exactly where I'm going, I ain't going back
I'm just counting up my losses and My wins
And know exactly where I'm going, I ain't going back