My mother to say birds of a feather flock together If you run around losers You will end up a It's necessary that you get the losers out of your If you want to your dream
Win my nigga win It's a dirty but that bitch still spin And we don't the preachers or the crooked politicians The mothafuckers talking, they don't ever want to listen I'm with success you can smell it thru my pores And when I build my dream house I'm money in the floors You wanna prove me in the end Just win my just win
Niggas grinding everyday, niggas dying Either you hustle or your nigga ain't no other way Being rich, that shit's a talent being broke a profession See I woke up un-incarcerated, that there is a blessing of your mothafuckin business nigga don't ask me why I'm stressing Don't know what I had to do to get it nigga don't ask me why I'm I was born with a gift I'm a bread winner Whole team eat we just we just dodging fed dinners I just wanna win but set me up to lose The streets kick ya ass nigga yeah I'm judo At the end of the day how many pussy you know? That's what a nigga do though I'm praying for a better day, I'm optimistic He said he the same thing I said be more specific Nigga hard out here my people sick and tired of struggling All this clown ass shit my sick and tired of juggling
You win my nigga just win It's a dirty world but that bitch still And we trust the preachers or the crooked politicians The mothafuckers always talking, they ever want to listen I'm reeking with you can smell it thru my pores And when I build my house I'm hiding money in the floors You wanna me wrong in the end win my nigga just win
Can't wake up 'cause I been to sleep And the that I got on I been in it for a week I see white air ones but my fingernails When you don't see me on the my clientele get worried In the back of my mind, in front of my I'm a pretty good shot, hey but ain't my aim Want to live the American dream Uncle Haus and his wife Work hard, feed my kids, see what that be For now I'm seeing junkies and Make a sure a solider put his uniform on and go and him some stripes See my told me education or you starve Last time I seen her she ain't even a job Gangbang, sell or rob Welcome to the African mob When you probably die for even less than your worth Leave your momma the bill, a funeral home and a church, you gotta
Win my just win It's a dirty but that bitch still spin And we don't the preachers or the crooked politicians The mothafuckers always talking, they don't want to listen I'm reeking with success you can smell it my pores And when I build my dream house I'm hiding in the floors You wanna me wrong in the end Just win my nigga win up?
It's necessary to know everybody won't see it, that everybody won't join you That everybody won't have the necessary to know that, that a lot of people like to complain But don't want to do anything about their situation you're an uncommon breed You know, you have to know yourself, that I can do this Even if no one else it for me, I must see it for myself necessary