[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
To be honest, I really got a lot to lose
All these busters in the sky, watching how I move
Gang life, it's a ParkSide point of view
Them juvenile fades, running 'em out the bathroom
To be honest, I really got a lot to lose
All these busters in the sky, watching how I move
Gang life, it's a ParkSide point of view
Them juvenile fades, running 'em out the bathroom

[Verse 1: Lil Travieso]
Coming up I had to get through some cold nights
It really fucked me up when the judge gave my homie life
A lot to lose, and I got nothing to prove
They started calling me a soldier by the way that I troop
A hood classic
Quick to grab the strap and go blast it
Ain't no happy endings so I'm thugging until the casket
When I die, wear all my gold and thugs [?]
ParkSide bitch, I love my Varrio with a passion
In the Pikes Peak Park, where all parqueros are active
Out late, on the calles, straight causing some havoc
The pussy thought he wanted the fade, 'till I pulled up and ran it
How the fuck you got smoked?
That you can't even manage
I swear these hands are registered, when they go automatic
The ones that talk the most shit, the ones to freeze up and panic
Making money real fast, that shit turns to a habit
I really got a lot to lose, so I carry my gadget
Uhh
[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
To be honest, I really got a lot to lose
All these busters in the sky, watching how I move
Gang life, it's a ParkSide point of view
Them juvenile fades, running 'em out the bathroom
To be honest, I really got a lot to lose
All these busters in the sky, watching how I move
Gang life, it's a ParkSide point of view
Them juvenile fades, running 'em out the bathroom

[Verse 2: Lil Nate]
Lost in clouds of smoke, thinking I got a lot to lose
My son at home
I'm grinding out in these avenues
Don't worry son, yo' daddy got you through thick n' thin
Out here bag chasing, collecting all these dividends
What you thought?
I'm bringing all this chicken in
Low key going crazy
Wicked thoughts that I'm envisioning
Demons inside, sometimes I feel they taking over
Writing these songs in my notes, just tryna' stay sober
Momma worried up late, but I'mma do it for you
Might fight some cases in my future, but I'mma get a lawyer
Opps get behind me, I'm quick to run and do the dash
A lot on my mind, got too much to lose, so I'm running fast
[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
To be honest, I really got a lot to lose
All these busters in the sky, watching how I move
Gang life, it's a ParkSide point of view
Them juvenile fades, running 'em out the bathroom
To be honest, I really got a lot to lose
All these busters in the sky, watching how I move
Gang life, it's a ParkSide point of view
Them juvenile fades, running 'em out the bathroom