Your Loss - Justin Stone

If you don’t want me now then it’s your loss

Couldn’t walk a mile in my Vans

I don’t even got it as a cost now

Two-three quarter million in my hands eh

Circle feeling gated

I ain’t getting faded

Ride around Columbus got me feeling like we made it

Waited, waited all of my life

Waited, waited all of my life

Take that down a notch, bring that back

Write a song and fill the bag

Spent a hundred K on business yeah I made it back

Benz all black

Say I’m trash swear that made me blast

Yeah I loved my last but I could never take her back

On to better things now, family, music, homies

Left on read back then, now they swearing that they know me

Welcome to the come up, everyone fake

Go on, get out my face

Go on, get out my face

If you don’t want me now then it’s your loss

Couldn’t walk a mile in my Vans

I don’t even got it as a cost now

Two-three quarter million in my hands eh

Circle feeling gated

I ain’t getting faded

Ride around Columbus got me feeling like we made it

Waited, waited all of my life

Waited, waited all of my life

I ain’t perfect, made mistakes at least I own up

Ironic, people talking numbers now below us

Swear this all I know, swear this all I wanted

Used to hate my life now I got blessings in the bonus

And I do it for the fam, came up for a cheque

I’ma drop these albums till my lungs got nothing left

Manifested, been obsessed with my growth

I’m so close I can taste the people praying I choke

If you don’t want me now then it’s your loss

Couldn’t walk a mile in my Vans

I don’t even got it as a cost now

Two-three quarter million in my hands eh

Circle feeling gated

I ain’t getting faded

Ride around Columbus got me feeling like we made it

Waited, waited all of my life

Waited, waited all of my life