I did lost the last shit manI did lost partners, bitches, moneyBut I ain't never lost my mind thoughDo you feel me?I lost a couple partnersBut I thought she couldn't go wrong (but she did)Can I get a witness'Cause everybody got problem, yeahAnd you don't know where to goYou'll be lost and [?]There's a [?] and you gotta learn how to be strongAnd when it feels like you lost everything,Ou gotta hold on, youYou gotta you gotta hold on, hold on, hold onHold on, hold on.Started losing my mind, who am I to trustStarted abusing the grind and nigga upTelling bitches I know it ain't mine I ain't even fuckBut I got suck [?] real goodOn the hood, on my homies in the hood they hungAnd I'm good, I don't want it,She belong to the homieAnd I'm riding in the corner and action [?]And yeah, am I addict what am I for you boy and smashFor the homie then smashGot cash and everybody still got problemsBut what the fuck am I supposed to do, they madI'm cope the [?] they keep cautiousToo many persons I mean ocean, ain't' tryin to see reheasin' no cuffinProblem, I got a problem, when I'm caught up in my chopperAll of, all of my shooters they shit on emAnd I do this shit for all of themNigga luck, nigga don't better goDragging the forty happy great.I done lost a couple partners yeahBut I thought shit couldn't go wrong (but he did)Can't get her with me'Cause everybody got problems yeah yeahAnd you don't know where to goYou'll be lostA lot of this bitch are with my shit yeah yeah'Cause I gotta learn how to be strongAnd when you feel like you lost everythingHey gotta hold on, they gotta hold onYou gotta hold on,Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold onGot a grip a lot when I got a rightHeading with some moneyHow reckless ain't touching no skirtNo way, I'll break their heartWhen I've been in the house I've been around that [?] my lifeGod make no mistake and if I had a chance wouldn't do it twiceStay down here come over nightSpray rounds ain't tryin to fightStay ground, got a nigga right,That's possible baby, no life,As with myself I keep on role and I don't know whyYou know my bitch yeah she foreignGot her from hawaii, overseas,I won't think 'bout myself then why of all niggas try me (do something)I pull a lot of hurse with a hundred car behind me'Cause I'm me, what I gotta matchin'Forties, find me and the big body been no more scottyTell my partner no more ridin''Cause I heard them people watchinMy foot don't call me papiWe ain't for so many optionsNigga bite me, I know they teeth hurtI'm tired of all these rest in peace shirtsBut I lost a couple partners, yeahWhen I thought she couldn't go wrongBut it did, can I get her with me?'Cause everybody got problemsAnd you don't know where it goBeen lost with a new [?] a lot of these bitches we [?]But you gotta learn how to be strongAnd when you feel like you lost everythingHey, gotta hold on, nigga gotta hold on,You gotta hold on,Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold onLike that.We come.I will never stop