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lirik lagu byemilo - losers

[verse 1]
f-ck the next b-tch
f-ck the next chick
i been movin’ on, cashin’ cheques in
i had fake friends, now it’s ‘f-ck them’
i used to cry about it now i [?]
we all growin’ up tryna get rich
we want money bro so f-ck this bein’ broke [?]
mixin’ gold chains, pills and cocaine
cherry cola feel like [?] switchin’ lane to lane

[verse 2]
i just want diamonds [?] on my wrist
cop a new beamer [?]
sail in pacific with b-tches [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
i fill a hole with some glitter and gold
[?]

[verse 3]
woah! uh! yeah! ayy! (ayyyyyy)
95 on the highway (ayyyyy)
[?] (ayyyyy)
get to heaven think i might stay
oh sh-t, droppin’ like it’s ’06
[?] got me so sick
[?]
oh sh-t!

[pre-chorus]
boys wanna talk, let ’em all chatter
got me wit’ the downtown let ’em hear that
oo they better watch they back
’cause if i ever catch ya slippin’ i’ma lay ’em flat
on site! [sight?]

[chorus]
heard ya talkin’ sh-t baby boy pull up (on site!)
if ya trippin’ ’bout my clique go ‘head pull up (on site!)
i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ y’all motherf-ckers pull up (when i pull up say i like like [?])
baby boy, baby boy go ‘head pull up

[verse 4]
[?] it’s not shiny it’s just broken
[?] wait for me until i’m rollin’
one day baby you know i’ma have my moment
stunt on e’rybody, gotta bury my emotion i mean
whatchu thought?
[?]
baggage baby it’s a lot
[?]
can’t hold on i gotta stop
movin’ out and [?]
feelin’ like a f-ckin’ boss
tell me baby what’s the thoughts?
can’t hear over all this sauce
(b-tch)

[verse 5]
[?]
[?]
f-ck do you mean that i ain’t gon’ get mine?
no time for friends (i needa make rent)
i’ma move out (what i’ve always dreamt)
mama gon’ hate me (i know i’m correct)
but no one’s gon’ die (so f-ck it it’s lit!)

[verse 6]
all my doors suicide let’s go for a drive
rollin’ with the doors up, [?] gon’ make me die
pack my whole life up in a suitcase
now i’m just another dreamer on the chase

[pre-chorus]
boys wanna talk, let ’em all chatter
got me wit’ the downtown let ’em hear that
oo they better watch they back
’cause if i ever catch ya slippin’ i’ma lay ’em flat (on site!)

[chorus]
heard ya talkin’ sh-t, baby boy pull up (on site!)
if ya trippin’ bout my clique, go ‘head pull up (on site!)
i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ y’all motherf-ckers pull up (when i pull up say i like like [?])
baby boy, baby boy go ‘head pull up

[outro verse 1]
look who came back from the dead with some slits in his wrist and a bullet in his head, aw man
hangin’ wit’ the gang from a noose a chain and a shot made of bullets for the pain yuh
cannot f-ck wit’ suicide, i been too alive, feelin’ like the boy, the man, and the motherf-ckin’ guy
i been on the makin’ money missus says i got a couple listens and these [?] started f-ckin’ wit’ the vision

[outro verse 2]
rather be a loser than to be a f-ckin’ freak
i am not a rapper baby i do not pretend
say what you about and do not ever hold it in
like this, like this, look
i’on’ f-ck wit’ f-ckboys that is not my brand
f-ck all o’ you hypeboys poppin’ all these xans
i’m about to fight boys even my fans
man i hate you nice boys f-ck you and your fam
b-tch i’m a loser i know that i’m fake
can’t stand myself don’t feel okay or great
i hate i love you man this sh-t is paid [pain?]
i said this sh-t is paid, i said this sh-t is paid

[outro]
man i hate myself and so do my friends
some people always feel need to pretend
chip on my shoulder as i got older
eighteen and i’m still anti-sober [?]
hit my phone next
my never [?]
miss me but actin’ strange
i guess, i guess, i’m a loser (hey)
i ain’t got no friends, i’m a loser (hey)
i ain’t got no friends

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