How Can I Lose feat. KXNG Crooked & JAG

Yeah, I be on some real rap shit man, fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My name Grafh ho, yeah, aye

We carry on the marathon more
Nigga I'm Nipsey Hussle in front of the Marathon store

In Babylon we carry on war war
We carry armor and hammer hardcore
But this gang communication is open on
Both sides like the Phantom car door
The cameras on, we camouflage more
Like the scammers on the Amazon store
It's cold metal and rose petals

I don't settle, there's no level I won't level

Bitch I'm busy, I can't have a one night
Stand before checking my whole schedule

My gold necklace and gold bezel

Stone pebbles the size of a whole pretzel

I black out with the white
Identification, that Oreo special
On the stove with the 40 chrome kettle
Overloaded metal so it's gon' echo
You goddamn bama, I'm cut from the same cloth as 2Pac's bandana
My toolbox cram hammers
To remove your rooftop and mute your jukebox antenna

The system got us all in a tangle
Like my whip during S&M when I got your daughter to strangle
I got a chain, but it's hard to let it dangle
When the devil crawled up my crawls to pull God by the ankles
And he standing on my cross at an angle
To grab my chain and toss it to strangle my guardian angel
Play with me

How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I prove that there ain't no discussion?
How could I lose? How could I?
How could I? How could I?
How could I lose? How could I?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?

It's Long Beach

The elephant's in the room now

Lunar eclipse, melanin's in the moon now

Ruger with clips put pellets in your skeleton
Shell him and then we left him, MF him because he doom now

Federal bureau taking pictures of me in front of the Big L mural
Pockets breaded with euros with a sweet chick
Incredible neurosurgeon giving me brain
She like sweet dick, lick the head of a churro

Yo, here we go, flame shit like indo
Gun in my hip but the clip hit my ankle
Extendo leave you in pain like the window
You want the fade, tenfold
Swinging like Kimbo, rearranging your shinbone
Make your face look like a Picasso
Skin melting like a hot cup of nacho cheese
Then I knock on your thot door, pronto

I give a cock in your condo
Rocking my old J's 'cause I hit the block in a Bronco
Stuck in my old ways, I should probably switch
I know, I'm always talking 'bout fucking somebody's bitch

I know, I'm probably rich
I know, I hit the strip in some shit that you never seen
A Ducati Bugatti mix, fucker
I come from nothing, I come from the homeless shelter
I keep me a chrome Beretta, I call it a corner melter
I build with the older elders, even the hoes'll tell you
Keep a fly bitch on hold like the bitch on the phone with Delta
I'm repping the Westside with my gun like I'm on Griselda
If you ain't got G in your bones, I don't know what to tell you

I'm counting paper with no degree in math
Niggas claiming God MC soon as you see 'em laugh
Talking 'bout they flow is walking on water
Thinking they going the Jesus path
'Til me and Grafh split the sea in half

On Moses

How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I prove that there ain't no discussion?
How could I lose? How could I?
How could I? How could I?
How could I lose? How could I?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?

Yeah, Jag, I got the hawks scoping
Shit, fucking with Chubby'll leave you chalked open
Knock the witness off, this business talk, your boss moping
A verse flip and her shirt ripping like Hulk Hogan
Bitch'll get utilized
This nigga spitting, you niggas snitching like you the guy

Get one call and your crew'll die
Nigga move aside, shooters ride
Split up the noodle, we getting brutalized, suicide
Say that he killing shit, nigga you a lie, facts
Yeah, these niggas on the 'Gram posting the dream
Posting the cream, I'm a hustle man
Coke or the green, toasting the jeans that just pop up
We just on our business, yeah I been getting our stock up

Vegas at the corner where niggas done hit Pac up
And men been playing keep away
With the kids it's like piece of cake with the Pizzagate
I ain't have enough to go buy it, I had to lease a ray
Got us tied up in the shackles, we tryna sneak away
Barely had a dollar to holler, now I can Visa pay
Whites got me insecure, I'm feeling like Issa Rae

The speakers speaking, the heater squeezing, come meet the demons
The reaper creeping, the burners sounding like beepers beeping
The streets is sleeping, got wings on me, I'm Jeepers Creeping
The weak is seeking, they listen up when the beast is speaking

I'm setting precedents with my presidents, it's evident
Niggas get executed for excellence, it's definite
Yeah, just want y'all to be open with us

Bloods, Crips, everybody be scoping with us
Put a black face on a white, they say that they joking with us
Told us Bill Clinton was bad 'cause he was smoking with us
Protect and serve, but y'all the ones smoking niggas
'Bout to get mine, I just shoot up shit in the open nigga

How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?
How could I prove that there ain't no discussion?
How could I lose? How could I?
How could I? How could I?
How could I lose? How could I?
How could I lose when I came here with nothing?