Текст песни Take Losses - Meekz

Take Losses

You ever lost it all and had to get it all back?
It’s got me looking back and everything was all mad
You’ve gotta know the roads and know when to fall back
This time I want it all and it ain’t all chat, born mad
Cah mummy took my chain and went and pawned that
Life’s like a movie, I record that
Dad was in jail so I grew up calling Paul dad
Sitting in a cell with a porn mag
I’m on the phone, screws peeping through the flat
Screaming like Sabrina for some B, them cats
Scratch scratch, we adapt
Point one’s for a burn pack
Shit, I was comfy on the wing, you probably heard that
And when you come from the roads you always learn that
And even if I could I wouldn’t turn back
Cah everything was meant to be
I’d do ninety-nine years for my nigga DZB
Kick back, write a book and direct a DVD, like this ain’t no DVD
This the realest that you’ve seen and I’m a clever breed
Shit, I can’t believe we had to bury D
I be on the block, go shop, pop a Cherry B
I was reminiscing, sipping Hennessy
More than memories, the energies will never leave
My nigga BG, SG, he be selling weed
Denka the Denk put me on my feet, slaps on repeat
Now I’m tryna stay free, play a beat
It’s like they want me spraying heat back up in jail, on repeat
Porridge oats and Shredded Wheat
Now it’s out-of-town trips every week
It’s not a loss if it’s a lesson
You’re living life then that’s a blessing
Show her love, she holds your weapon
Shining anywhere I step in
I get the white then get to pressing
From Forest Bank to Hendley
From Hendley I went to Preston
Shit can be depressing
Is you bout that life? That’s the question
Is you bout that life? That’s the question
You’re either cropping or plotting
They’re either shotting or robbing, it’s not a problem
I come through in a Batman, looking Gotham
It’s all happening
You’re either trapping or bagging or cling wrapping
I’ll get you for stashing
You’ve got a job then that’s a gaff to put the cash in
I lost racks and never looked back
We all play our part, even hood rats
Sitting in the trap for weeks, they run maths and hold stacks
And plug packs, she’ll line you up so I can get you pushed back
But every day it’s peak
Where we at you better do something, move something
Lick a move, do something
Everybody’s active, play your part, no slacking
Everybody’s playing their position, that’s the day I’m wishing
Caught up in the system, ain’t no way of living
Sick of hitting kittens, sick of seeing cats
It’s a catch, we’re in the trap
Never loved the roads cah they won’t love you back
My young G’s love to trap
Like Kodak, she’s got a monkey on her back
And if I robbed you then you won’t get no money back
It’s not a loss if it’s a lesson
You’re living life then that’s a blessing
Show her love, she holds your weapon
Shining anywhere I step in
I get the white then get to pressing
From Forest Bank to Hendley
From Hendley I went to Preston
Shit can be depressing
Is you bout that life? That’s the question
Is you bout that life? That’s the question