French Montana – Losing Weight Lyrics

Would you go back if you could? I don’t think I would
‘Cause you ain’t by my side
Walkin’ backwards over bridges we crossed
It’s how you get lost, I came to say, “Goodbye”

I got no money, if I ain’t movin’ weight
My life is based upon what I’ma do today
Why I can’t move away?
Just a loot in me without the scrutiny
Niggas screwin’ me, two and three, truancy
Four shots, one toolie, G
One eulogy (French Montana, they gon’ like you)
Hope my mother and girl smuggle in pearls
When Montana under the world
Feel like I’m losin’ weight

It’s how you get lost
I came to say, “Goodbye”
(Coke Boy, baby)

Call the posse, I’m numbin’ pain, I’m cuttin’ Oxy’
CEO’s, COD’s, I package boxes
Push it to thе max, my back to the wind no more
Room full of plaques, that’s for Max in thе pen’ (Wavy)
When them bridges got crossed, came back on a yacht
And when them lives got lost, we still don’t own those blocks
Ayy, looked at it from different sides
Looked at it from different highs
Looked at it from different lows
Whipped it up and did them shows
Chase the money, curve them hoes
Chase the hoes, the money curved me (Ah)
All I did was switch the flows
Runnin’ through the city burnin’ (Ah)
Come through ain’t no fathers here
All you got is partner, brothers
She only love that money here
She’ll switch on you like Birkin colors (Uh)
Deli was the hustle spot (Spot)
Jamaica had the pounds (Pounds)
Boston made them rounds (Rounds)
Bossed up the ground (Han)
(Coke Boy, baby)

Usually, I don’t trust ’em, not at all (Not at all)
Usually, they ain’t with you ’til you ball (‘Til you ball)
Usually, you’ll be dolo when you fall (When you fall)
Usually, you ain’t trippin’, not at all (I ain’t trippin’)
I ain’t trippin’ on you (I ain’t trippin’)
You, you, you (I ain’t trippin’)
I ain’t trippin’ on you (I ain’t trippin’)
You, you, you (I ain’t trippin’)
I ain’t trippin’ on you (I ain’t trippin’)

I think I saw the devil when I made a mil’ (Trippin’)
I bought the matchin’ bezel just to fix, to heal (Trippin’)
I was hustlin’ watchin’ idols like Guy Fisher, Frank Matthews
Preacher Crew, you ain’t pay, they rapin’ you
Now the labels rapin’ you
Idols turn to rivals, all that hate in you
Satan you, every move they breakin’ you (Ah)
D-d-doin’ anything that go viral
Montana had the wave before Tidal
Every day we movin’ weight (Weight)
Just to try to move away (Away)
Copped momma a new estate (Estate)
Get the homies bail [?]
‘Cause I know they gon’ crash (Skrr)
On the road to riches all the bitches get you broke, cast
New clip, news clip, new whip, new flip (Han)

Usually, I don’t trust ’em, not at all (Not at all)
Usually, they ain’t with you ’til you ball (‘Til you ball)
Usually, you’ll be dolo when you fall (When you fall)
Usually, you ain’t trippin’, not at all (I ain’t trippin’)
I ain’t trippin’ on you (I ain’t trippin’)
You, you, you (I ain’t trippin’)
I ain’t trippin’ on you (I ain’t trippin’)
You, you, you (I ain’t trippin’)
I ain’t trippin’ on you (I ain’t trippin’)

Would you go back if you could? I don’t think I would
‘Cause you ain’t by my side (I got no money, if I ain’t movin’ weight)
Walkin’ backwards over bridges we crossed (My life is based upon what I’ma do today)
It’s how you get lost (Why I can’t move away?)
I came to say, “Goodbye”

Would you go back if you could? (Shout out to my nigga)
I don’t think I would (My best friend, the Don, French Montana)
‘Cause you ain’t by my side (AKA [?] the Deluxe, y’all niggas forgot what happened, y’all forgot what over these years, what he did do, what we did do [?])
Would you go back if you could? ([?] the franchise, the platform, y’all niggas get your mind right, my nigga’s [?])
I don’t think I would
‘Cause you ain’t by my side (Y’all niggas got that amnesia, that drugs shit, [?], y’all forgot, Coke Wave Boys, [?])
Walkin’ backwards over bridges we crossed (You know exactly where to get [?] in Morrocco)
It’s how you get lost, I came to say, “Goodbye” (French, I love you, keep doin’ your thing, nigga, I’m proud of you)
‘Cause you ain’t by my side (I’ma see you when I come out, nigga, we gon get rich again, let’s do it again, oh yeah, nigga
That shit’s wavy, y’all niggas step your shit up, [?], French Montana, now)