Текст песни Losing Control - N8te

N8TE in the game nigga make room
Bringing more bars than a weight room
Niggas smoking gas it's different how i create fumes
Niggas do the dash don't push the break till it break you
They don't give a fuck but N8TE just taking the safe route
But i never was a fan of ducking when they shoot
Cars came fancy dress them bitches in straight boots
If a nigga acting brodie'll make him take two
Hot Nigga I'm way too
Nigga stop beating the block smoking on K2
Hit a opp reaching the pot get him erased too
Trigga pop speaking a lot turn into late blooms
In the back smoking the gas straight out the pack
Never lack gun on attack if niggas cap
Young Nigga tryna go from rhymin in the class
To a caddy with a diamond in the back back back back

Feel like I'm losing control
All my young niggas misusing the pole
They have the junkies abusing the nose
Everyday at risk of losing the soul

But we gotta stay with it
You snitchin we catching the snitch like it's quidditch
Stay upping the gun nigga good riddance
They Rolling deep like some pigeons
Stay rolling deep like Adele
Me and my brother like bucket and pail
Niggas can't get a clue how a nigga prevail
Cuz all they know is shoot send a nigga to hell
I'm chasing the paper trail
Used to push it on bikes, this shit gotta sell
They be cooking the white man this shit hot as hell
Just to keep on the lights it get dark Tony Snell
Cuz the landlord be on dirt forreal
And grandma can't pay for her hospital bills
Now little tommy is pushing them pills
And popping a couple and cracking a seal

Feel like I'm losing control
All my young niggas misusing the pole
They have the junkies abusing the nose
Everyday at risk of losing the soul