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Meekz - Take Losses lyrics

Artist: Meekz

album: Respect The Come Up


He shook me and he put me down
And, uh, that's boxing, and it's life as well
It's not about how many times you get put down or how many times you lose or win
It's about how you can come back and keep getting back up
And keep moving forward, like Rocky said
Nothings ever gonna be easy
If you want something that's very hard to get
You're gotta have to sacrifice and dedicate and keep pushing, no matter what
And never let anybody tell you you can't
Because, tonight again, I've shown everyone it's very possible to achieve anything you ever want as long as you believe it
You ever lost it all and had to get it all back?
It's got me lookin' back and everything was all mad
You've gotta know the roads and know when to fall back
This time I want it all and it ain't all chat, born mad
'Cah mummy took my chain and went and pawned that
Life's like a movie, I record that
Dad was in jail, so I grew up callin' Paul, "Dad"
Sittin' in a cell with a porn mag'
I'm on the phone, screws peepin' through the flat
Screamin' like Sabrina for some mamba for your cats
Scratch scratch, we adapt
Point one's for a burn pack
Shit, I was comfy on the wing, you probably heard that
And when you come from the roads you always learn that
And even if I could I wouldn't turn back
'Cah everything was meant to be
I'd do 99 years for my nigga Deezy D
Kick back, write a book and direct a DVD, like this ain't no DVD
This the realest that you've seen and I'm a clever breed
Shit, I can't believe we had to bury D
I be on the block, go shop, pop a Cherry B
I was reminiscin', sippin' Hennessy
More than so memories, the energies will never leave
My nigga BG, SG, he be sellin' weed
Denka the Denk put me on my feet, slaps on repeat
Now I'm tryna stay free, play a beat
It's like they want me sprayin' heat back up in jail, on repeat
Porridge oats and Shredded Wheat
Now it's out-of-town trips every week
It's not a loss if it's a lesson
You're livin' life then that's a blessin'
Show her love, she holds your weapon
Shinin' anywhere I step in
I get the white then get to pressin'
From Forest Bank to Hendley
From Hendley I went to Preston
Shit can be depressin'
Is you 'bout that life? That's the question
Is you 'bout that life? That's the question
You're either croppin' or plottin'
They're either shottin' or robbin', it's not a problem
I come through in a Batman, lookin' Gotham
It's all happenin'
You're either trappin' or baggin' or cling wrappin'
I'll get used for stashin'
You've got a job then that's a gaff to put the cash in
I lost racks and never looked back
We all play our part, even hood rats
Sittin' in the trap for weeks, they run maths and hold stacks
And plug packs, she'll line you up so I can get you pushed back
But every day it's peak
Where we at you better do somethin', move somethin'
Lick a move, do somethin'
Everybody's active, play your part, no slackin'
Everybody's playin' their position, that's the day I'm wishin'
Caught up in the system, ain't no way of livin'
Sick of hittin' kittens, sick of seein' cats
It's a catch, we're in the trap
Never loved the roads 'cah they won't love you back
My young G's love to trap
Like Kodak, she's got a monkey on her back
And if I robbed you then you won't get no money back
It's not a loss if it's a lesson
You're livin' life then that's a blessin'
Show her love, she holds your weapon
Shinin' anywhere I step in
I get the white then get to pressin'
From Forest Bank to Hendley
From Hendley I went to Preston
Shit can be depressin'
Is you 'bout that life? That's the question
Is you 'bout that life? That's the question

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