Lyrics: Richard Barnhart III
Music: Cameron Kozloff/Richard Barnhart III
[Intro]
(Loser)
[Hook]
The old days shed light, but it's getting darker
It ain't ever gon' be easy, better go harder
I act like I don't give a ****, just like my own father
These people blew me into pieces, had to glue my heart up
I don't need these diamonds, still my aura dancin'
This shit could really get real, still we takin' chances
You ain't even on our level with an enhancement
We ain't gatekeeping, you took the access for granted
[Verse]
I know my worth, you better know that I ain't finna barter
You on a whole 'nother timing, I don't want a part of
I be dumb high, but still I know I'm moving smarter
This shit keep getting out of hand and I keep getting caught up
I ain't forgot all them times that they forgot about me
Now I keep one eye open like I'm Mike Wazowski
I say **** money cause it still arouse me
My lungs like a train but my brain like a Audi
Til the wheels fall off, I ain't givin' in
Even if I do, I act like I don't give a shit
Dior Homme with Final Home just sittin' in the crib
I don't even wanna dip unless we gettin' chips
[Hook]
The old days shed light, but it's getting darker
It ain't ever gon' be easy, better go harder
I act like I don't give a ****, just like my own father
These people blew me into pieces, had to glue my heart up
I don't need these diamonds, still my aura dancin'
This shit could really get real, still we takin' chances
You ain't even on our level with an enhancement
We ain't gatekeeping, you took the access for granted