[Lyric] Lost It All State of Depression (Cumberland)

I start with the spray. Do it for the pay
Get them bitches on my dick, almost everyday
Then I pray, that I blow one day
Hopin' that I take, on this game
That I learned to play

& now I'm..
Gripin' & I'm grindin', I put all them hoes behind me
Never keep'em, I don't need'em, I just rise real slow & fire

Then I burn, all them stacks I earned
Leave'em for the birds
& I learned. Never trust a word
All them bitches turn

In the end. (Hey!)
All your friends. (Change!)
You lose'em, & choose'em, & boot'em, till your bonds break
Till you lose faith, screamin' fuck fate!
I'm in this struggle by myself, all you bitches fake
Yeeeeeah. & I know
You can't fuck with my flow
Cumberland, till the end
It's what they scream at my shows
Shittin' on these mother fuckers, like I'm drinkin' pepto
I take yo' bitch, & make'er mine, like a fuckin' clepto

Hey, that's how I do this
How I lose it
I'm climbing higher to the top, like a circus gymnast
I have no limit
Blowin' swishers is my business
Janes' my assistant
I spark'er up, & then I hit it. I'm gettin' lifted

I only look to God, to cast away my mistakes
He is the higher power, & I'm just second in place
I won the race, now I'm here to claim
Victory is mine, mother fucker, come & get a taste. (Hey!)

& you know, I got a new hoe
Call'er pluto
Got'er barkin' like a dog, when I whip the two door
& I eat'er till she squeaks, like a little chew toy
Fuck with me, & meet my crew, we're a box of loose screeeeews
You choose, to lose, all you do
Is snooze, & cruise with your dudes
Cause you're a faggot mother fucker
& you claim your getting money
When really your counting dicks up in your tummy. (Hoe!)

I'm gettin' money, hoe
Spending cash up in the mall, like a junkie. (Yo!)
So, all I know. Is everywhere I go
Bitches call me on my phone askin' if I'll "Docey-do."

I tell'em "No!" Go home, & load up my songs
Hit like & tell all your hom-ies
To blow trees, while your watchin' this
I'm out mother fuckers, go & share this shit