[Hook: Nasty C] (x2)
They say how you win some and lose some
We have to let the good ones go
That’s why I pour a little liquor
Every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll
Just to forget that it hurts
Just to forget that it hurts

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
It’s easier to forget you when my energy’s drained
See I’m expected to make the hits and to never feel pain
That’s not easy mama, you left me at a very young age
Never made it to make deposits in my memory bank
It’s like poison Ivy never got to see her seed grow
But I never forgot about you, even though it seems so
I gotta be the street marauder that got repo’d
So til’ I cross the other side, this song will be my peek hole
Beast ass negro
Whole country had to see a boy turn into a young king teen C.E.O
The kids see a hero, these pricks see Deebo
I’m nearly at the [?], I bang you better believe hoe
My fam’ will never lose me if they keep the TV on
The fact that I’m away just gets so hard for me to speak on
Even with the beat on, even when I see your face in the cloud
I get high and try to get my reach on
I clouded my mind with the loud just to hide the pain
They never told me that a soul was the price of fame
That’s your hardest weapon, they disarm your ass right away
You find yourself getting lost where dishonesty is not a thing
You lose a lot of friends, you win a lot of foes
The more you draw attention, that’s just how the dice rolls
Whatever dice rolls, it’s getting lit and puff, passed
Anything to keep my mind floating over this rough patch

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[Hook: Nasty C] (x2)
They say how you win some and lose some
We have to let the good ones go
That’s why I pour a little liquor
Every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll
Just to forget that it hurts
Just to forget that it hurts

[Verse 2: Erick Rush]
I’m pouring out liquor from the bottle
Straight into my mouth, foot heavy on the throttle
I’m suicidal, only you and I know
Told me: “Shoot our rivals”, but I’m idle
I haven’t touched the Bible in a while
My niggas going wild, you niggas going “Why you? I never thought they’d try you”
How come the good gotta die young?
How come my baby died before his trial?
And they wonder why I keep my mind numb
I got a lot of pain can’t hide from
Dead or prison by 25 was the outcome
I’m 26 now, how come?
I’m searching for a sign
But I found none, hey I found none
I stopped searching for a sign then I found one
But still I’m halfway up, since they let me down
In a halfway house since I left the ground
I’m thinking about the people that I left in town
Pray to God you stay alive until I get back ’round
Cause they still shooting niggas, get back down
If you really gotta do it, nigga get that pound
Be surprised what they do to you to get that crown
Just pour some liquor for your dawg
In case I get put down, don’t forget

[Hook: Nasty C] (x2)
They say how you win some and lose some
We have to let the good ones go
That’s why I pour a little liquor
Every time I let the good times roll
And yeah I roll
Just to forget that it hurts
Just to forget that it hurts

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