Can't Lose

Yeah, aye
 I just walked up in the building, shit started smelling like that loud
 Hey, I can't talk, I don't wanna
 Kuz what you doing? I'm getting to the money
 Yeah, my attire, came fresh up out that water
 Yeah, I require, lots of marihuana
 Yeah I always keep it on me, I don't do no orders
 Coming acrossed the border, take off with your daughter
 That's just what I do, yeah, this ain't nothing new
 Turn up out the blue, turn the club into a zoo, whoo
 Poof, there they go. There go Kuz, there go Dro
 They just walked up out the store, prolly out to get the doe
 Wow damn, where they going? Ain't no telling what I'm on
 I wake and bake up in the evening, go to sleep up in the morning
 Ah damn, I done told em I ain't worried bout nothing
 I got too much on my head to start worrying bout some
 Stay on point just for my commas, kuston mayne ya highness
 You don't fuck with Gangthelabel, you don't fuck with Belgium's Finest ah
 I ain't got nothing to prove to you motherfuckers
 I just can't lose yeah
 I thought I told you I ain't cool with em
 Matter of fact, aye, I ain't got non to do with em
 Get 'em out
 Mirror mirror on the wall, who the freshest of them all?
 It's Dro with them exclusives, you don't find em at the mall
 Still standing with my dawg, and ofcourse we standing tall
 Homie don't you ask me shit, cuz you know I don't recall
 I'm awake, so I bake, purple grapes, by the lake
 Bitch I'm young Captain Blake, and I got, what it take
 Just to seperate to real from the fake, fuck a snitch fuck a snake
 Stack the cake for fucks sake
 Always had the most swag by far, you can see that from a far
 OG gas in my cigar, a couple cookies in the jar
 Make a hater look bizar, when we rising up the charts
 I got non but classic banger shit, in my repetoire yuh yuh yuh
 Yes bitch, the beat blessed bitch
 I'm so selfish, pockets on swellfish
 Local rapper fuck your coverart, and your tracklist
 God damn
 I ain't got nothing to prove to you motherfucker
 I just can't lose, yeah
 I thought I told you I ain't cool with em
 Matter of fact, aye, I ain't got non to do with em
 Get 'em out
 Yeah
 Damn
 Free Wop
 Yeah