Nothing To Lose ft. Ccash El Givinchi Lyrics

Album pain

Yuh yuh yuh

I'm just tryna chase the bag tryna get out the mud

I got nothin' to lose

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

I just tell em OGs I got nothin' to prove

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

Yeh damn right yeh yeh I did it too

Done playin' nice I just put them in their place

Two three seven trap god peace of cake

Matter fact, I just drop songs in my page

Nonstop I see a couple dawgs comin' in with rage I'm a star

I'm just tryna hit the pop, tryna go and flame some

Shawty you should throw it back, I could make it rain on it

Pull-up with my Gucci bag, i be feelin' so swag

I got nothin' to lose

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

I just tell em OGs I got nothin' to prove

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

Yeh damn right yeh yeh I did it too

When I pop a hunnid I just put it on my jewelry

I be dropping verses like I'm talkin' bout my illusions

You know how it gets when trap comin' like a voodoo

I'm a young thug I'ma show you how to do do

I be washin' my environment I know when sum wrong

You should hit me in my apartment I really need a hug

I be chasin' all these dollars and Unbreezy stay woke

Got it out the mud look my purse

I been through s- you can see me now evolving

Got too many dawgs comin' actin' like the honest

I'ma run it up when I get up I'm the morning

And I wanna ride with deep pockets and Versace

I just want it all, I know I'm a Trapstar but then I need a car

When I get the bag and of course they gon' call me

I'm just gonna fly with my dawgs

Yuh yuh yuh yuh

I got nothin' to lose

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm topping the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

I just tell em OGs I got nothin' to prove

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

Yeh damn right yeh yeh I did it too

I was born in Douala from Danger trenches

Kids on the streets with no shoes on their feet

Barely feedin' cause we had to eat from the crumbs

Back to back in the street with my backpack

Hustlin' day and night, I'm tryna fill my duffel bag

Left a lot of n- at my back, I'm playin' safe

Douala, my city gave me everything

GMG, TFB, me and Unbreezy winnin'

Things change, I flip the coin to the money side

Reminiscin' bout them days way back in Fontem

Late night, I was tryna write a few bars

We was four in the room, with some on the floor

I never had a n- humble like my brother Raph

Been cookin' like a chef, he gave us something to eat

A n- let us have his bed, sleepin' on the floor

We was happy with the life, grindin' for the best

Who had ever thought Unbreezy be a trap king

They never thought that we make it now they see us in it

Voice of the people, my city vouchs on it

I told Chilley, do not worry, hittin' better days

I laid the path and the follow, now we runnin' fast

You n- tryna stop me, then I'm callin' China

Call drugs, ain't got nothin' to lose

Man of the people, and it's verified

I got nothin' to lose

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

I just tell em OGs I got nothin' to prove

I'm a real trapper I ain't gettin' the blues

Pop a couple millions then I'm toppin' the news

I see a couple dawgs tryna copy my moves

Yeh damn right yeh yeh I did it too