Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Loosing Myself (It's True) , by - Nines. Song from the album Loyal to the Soil, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Loosing Myself (It's True) |
| Okay were back on our wavey shit |
| Say Ahoy to your captain |
| Its that nigga Nina with the Nina |
| I am losing myself to find you, (uh and this track’s called it’s true) |
| (every bars true, you lot gotta listen up close) I am losing myself to find you |
| (Cah this has got pain and real shit uno) I am loosing myself to find you |
| (But you niggas keep doubting the dude) yeah I’m dying its true |
| Cooking up it ain’t fried chicken, I’ll hook you up I ain’t line clicking |
| Miley cyrus on the trampoline that white flippin |
| All them paigons skate when they see me in the flesh |
| I ain’t flake like the media express? |
| I ain’t give a fuck if I get views |
| I can’t be on the block with these niggas that just left school |
| Promoters tryna book me for shows but they ain’t offering enough |
| That’s why I’m still out here cooking up O’s |
| I’m on the grindi don’t need a girl |
| Most my niggas got cases so when were all together that’s a |
| Rolling in the fast lane my line was doing old road numbers |
| Now its like hotels and park lanes |
| I got a cancelling cause its a mission bringing the food back |
| I need a driver, I might bring in phillip but screw that |
| I’m bout to make a killing, can’t be chilling with the new cats |
| They bugging me to do tracks but I’m just tryna move packs |
| I am loosing myself to find you, (yeah down my nigga, let that track breathe |
| fam) |
| (I mean these niggas ain’t ready yet) I am loosing myself to find you |
| (We out here flying birds, niggas are taking selfies) I am loosing myself to |
| find you |
| (I mean they’re backwards, we out here trapping, niggas are tweeting) |
| Yeah I’m dying its true… its true |
| Nigga want my life wish we could trade place |
| Cah I can’t role without a nine cause I’m a bait face uh |
| I ain’t tryna end up in cuffs |
| Told my nigga I don’t want nothing for my birthday because his presence was |
| enough |
| Saw the new I had to cop it, before I even put it on |
| I made my nigga nasa rock it |
| My face is getting bait, I’m still selling weight |
| Whipped a whole one it looks like I made a wedding cake |
| I’m stacking for a new life, them man are preparing for the summer |
| Ya man ain’t a boss like he’s a runner |
| Got that TT crack to the fiends love me |
| I hit it if shes got back, I don’t care if she ugly |
| The tapes taking long to drop cah I move bricks |
| That’s money in them shoe boxes, they ain’t new kicks |
| And I still move a 8 ball like a Q stick |
| Told a fiend that I ain’t like nike cah I don’t do ticks |
| I am loosing myself to find you |
| I am loosing myself to find you, I am loosing myself to find you |
| Yeah I’m dying its true… |
| Its true |
| Its true |
| Its true |
| Its true |
| Its true |
| Its true |