🎵 Just Lose It (Remix) // by JZAC

3 ContributorsJust Lose It (Remix) Lyrics [Intro] Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse] Got a type of flow that you can't resist All that other shit is trash, so the fans are pissed So answer this Baby, why you stickin' around? It's obvious you know that your man's a bitch, but I ain't here to pick apart a person I pick apart a flow, then I put it into words and verses Then I serve that shit 'til it serve a purpose Fuck your house, cars, chains, and your furs and purses Truthfully I can't feel these rappers Truthfully I might kill these rappers Truthfully this ain't news to me I just did it for the sport, so it still don't matter, but Overall though, I'm a calm dude 'Til the mic on, then I turn to Tom Cruise in Top Gun Man, you fuckin' with the wrong dude I really am 'boutta blow, it's just a long fuse, I got A million other things on my mind now I'm gettin' liquored up just to wind down Is you really real? Guess we'll find out Had a couple fans but they mine now, I'm In this shit for the long haul I get up even when I take a hard fall Dog, you ain't even playin' and you still talk shit? Goddamn, you remind me of LaVar Ball Tryna do it bigger than the biggest, admitted, I kill it Think it's evident that I ain't gettin' the quitters So quit, it's just no sweat, I ain't sweatin' a critic You silly, say I'm underrated, I ain't gettin' the credit I should be Hm, I'm cool with that Like Jay on The Blueprint, the ruler's back Man, I seen her take dick but she can't take a joke Like, "Damn, baby girl, where your humor at?" But I say it all lightly, slightly So you don't have to smite me I might be like, I might be right, I might be wrong Let it all out when I write these songs So just lose it, just lose it I don't have to talk, I just prove it 'Cause my content's never diluted Since a kid I've always drempt lucid, ayy Always got a lot to say Might fuck around and call Dr. Dre Shoot my shot like Dr. J All these labels keep on callin' tryna talk to me I hit the decline Every time they hear a line, they wanna rewind Man, I think I need a little more me time Got your girl over here drinkin' cheap wine While she keep on sayin' everything gon' be fine I might have to break her off with a peace sign I might have to send her home in a Nissan Man, I got 'em hangin' onto, like, each line, to like, each line, ayy Flow stay cold, never artificial Unless you're talkin' art, then my art official Quicker picker-upper, let it soak in Tired hearin' 'bout all your bitchin' and moanin' These other rappers can't imagine this The only time I'm comfortable I'm sleepin' on my Tempur-Pedic mattress Come near me and I'm hazardous My flow is half the reason half these rappin' motherfuckers ever can't exist Gone [Outro] Woo