Q Strange
Nothin To Lose
[Verse 1]
I'm an asshole and I ain't got any class
I don't care about a bitch, it's the money she has
Brass knuckles to your grill and I'm takin' your cash
Fake ass act tough, you so funny, we laugh
Talk trash, if you want, just guard your grill
Before I knock you in your noggin' and I probably will
A lotta low-life skill for a bottle of pills
Got a problem? Then you need to see Dr. Phil
Not me, 'cause you know I give zero fucks
I'm stuck in a rut, could you spare a buck?
Why the fuck you lookin' at me all weird and chump?
'Cause I smell like beer when I need your mug?
Fuck that, I'm a drunk-ass piece of shit
A scumbag that don't have a need to live
Give me money, you don't need to be a greedy bitch
I need liquor, I don't care how you feed your kids

[Chorus]
Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side
Take your wallet and just give me everything inside
I can take your money, but never your pride
If I could, though, I would
But believe me, I tried

Get that money, gonna get that money
Gonna take that money when I run up on you
Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby
When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose
[Verse 2]
I got nothin' to lose
I got somethin' to prove
Lemme get a dollar, just a couple'll do (c'mon)
'Cause I'm stuck in a rut and I'll run up on you
And I'll cut you again if you get blood on my shoes
I need somethin' to do, but won't get a job
And with no other options, I'll stole and rob
No, don't be a hoe, run and go to the cops
If you know what I do, then don't get involved
Nobody likes a snitch or a rat
You're a bitch like that, you get hit by a bat
I'ma kick in your door with a grin and a laugh
Been to prison before, and yo, I risk goin' back
And yo, don't let me see it if you got a Rolex (why?)
'Cause I'm only one step above homeless
I'm so broke that I stole from my very own kids
Yeah, I know that's low, but I give no shits

[Chorus]
Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side
Take your wallet and just give me everything inside
I can take your money, but never your pride
If I could, though, I would
But believe me, I tried
Get that money, gonna get that money
Gonna take that money when I run up on you
Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby
When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose

[Verse 3]
You work for a checkbox, slavin' away
Day after day in a place that you hate
Punch in the clock, then you wait for your pay
Then I punch in yo' face and I take it away (hey!)
A goddamn dirty rotten scoundrel
I was always good for nothin', but I found a skill
Go wild in the town with your spouse and chill
Take the cash out your house and I count your bills (thank you)
I'm goin' to hell because I'm such a bad man
Wanna stop, but I can't, never will, fat chance
Once met a stripper with a big-ass stacked
Took the money from her garter when she did a lap dance
You makin' it rain, but I'm more like a drought
Crawl for the bounce as they tossin' me out
Can't afford a drink, what you talkin' about?
Drink a forty while I'm scratchin' my balls on the couch

[Chorus]
Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side
Take your wallet and just give me everything inside
I can take your money, but never your pride
If I could, though, I would
But believe me, I tried
Get that money, gonna get that money
Gonna take that money when I run up on you
Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby
When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose

Get that money, gonna get that money
Gonna take that money when I run up on you
Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby
When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose