Im still Lost in the cost , of what being tossed ,going down the line ,tryong to find something to turn a dime , No good in the hustle the tussel blaming the rain, ain't got no dime , Nothing to flip nothing to toss , watching the line so o dont cross , head hurting from all the thoughts, of loss , Nothing to flip nothing to toss ,om out bread ,thinking about grabbing iron spraying lead , whirlwind inside my head , nothing to flip nothing to toss, I look at my reflection in the puddle what a loss , 20 bones i coud make my money long cause im a boss Nothing to flip nothing t toss Blurry vision attention bad decision,but now im risin and kicking fresh out of prison, husles my business, i could rob a bitch but i ain't kiling no witnesses, nothing to flip nothing to toss, fuck this o was born a boss