[Chorus: Nasty C]

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

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 is drained

See I'm expected to make the hits and then 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 you never got to see your seed grow

But I never forgot about you, even though it seems so

I gotta be discreet, my ride-or-die got re-poed

So till I cross to the other side, this song will be my peek-hole

Beast ass negro

Whole country had to see a boy turn into young king teen C.E.O

They kids see a hero, these pricks see Bibo

I'm nearly at the Ts though, I mean 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 and get high and try to get, my reach hold

I clouded my mind with the lines just to hide the pain

They never told me that a soul was a price of fame

Where's your hardest weapon, they disown you

West, right away, you fight yourself

Getting lost, well 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

Whenever the dice rolls, it's gettin' lit, puff pass

Anything to keep my mind floating over this rough patch

[Chorus: Nasty C]

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

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 gone a while, you niggas going why you

I never thought they'd try you

How come the good gotta die young?

How come my baby die before his trial?

And they wonder why I keep my mind numb

I gotta lot thinking to hide from

Dead or prison by 25 was the outcome, uh

I'm 26 now, how come?

I'm searching for the sign, but I found none, I found none

I stopped searching for the sign then I found one, ayy

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 the dawg

In case I get put down, don't forget

[Chorus: Nasty C]

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

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