HOOK:
  Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brews
  Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose
  There comes a time in your life that get trife
  And you're forced to pay dues
  Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose
  Every day is a test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brews
  Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose
  I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews
  Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose
  
  [Lil Fame]
  What I got to lose when my pops is gone
  So many of my peeps died that my heart been torn
  Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a young ass man
  Grippin the trigga and not afraid to let my gun blast
  My bitch rather die than snake, that is some snake shit to shoot 'em
  Real niggas that know they must salute 'em
  I try to hold my head, and keep on losing my grip
  But things aint legit, my moms passed that shit
  Here I am, 20 years old tryin to make it in a material world
  Controlled by cash and gold
  Criminals schemin if they aint servin ya, they herbin ya
  But I keep heat, cuz the streets told me to murder ya
  I got some shit in the stash for your ass
  That'll make a mathematician need a computer for the aftermath
  Since you wake it's too scary G, but it don't worry me
  Always wonderin if some fool out plottin to bury me
  
  HOOK
  
  [Billy Danze]
  Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose, you know the Hill Street Blues
  Make my people wanna flip, and fade they clips to eat
  See we wit nothing to prove have Nothing 2 Lose
  Never let a chump step on your black leather shoes
  I see my guns'll rip, slain in the massacre
  I'll see his brains, [that's a shame] so I'm askin ya
  Should I feel how I feel, [yeah] should I be ready to peel [yeah]
  Shoud I be grippin steel, [yeah] is it kill or be killed
  To the Death nigga, point blank range
  Trained to aim, got my top sulgs at your brain
  Life don't really mean nothing
  How could you think about the next day the way these niggas be bustin
  You crazy, goin out, and I'll blaze the trupor
  Firing Squad, raise more caine than Cuba [yeah]
  Now let them hollow point slugs make you jump in the field
  Where it's real, we still walk up and dump, nigga
  
  HOOK
  
  [Lil Fame]
  So my man, if you can understand the shit that we sent you
  It's from the government set ups and shit that we been through
  It's ghetto education, simple and plain
  Some facts that keep me aware and ahead of the game
  
  [Billy Danze]
  If the ghetto mentality keep you wildin G, then I aint mad at ya
  Still hittin for my people in Clinton and Attica
  The code of the street is to get deep
  And to let 'em know you lettin go your heat, Salute
  
  HOOK