Wins & Losses Lyrics

Yeah nananana

Yeah

Let's get it

Yeah yeah

A bunch of critics

I'm guessing your name is Anthony Fantano Y'all so Judgmental but can't live out

your potential bunch of fake Popstars is what y'all resemble

My mid bar still essential My low bar still special

Got the flow from Biggie's vessels The fundamentals, nothing is accidental

Bunch of biters, get ya dental

Flossing with no cresidentials

Got the root canal of this instrumental A surgeon to this beat, find the heartbeat

Now dissemble all your organs Blowin' all that lyricism

Flow through your lung vessels Damn disrespectful, but I do that respectful

Talking to the heads that we're so neglectful This is the season the kid growin' to his junior

Successors, class dismissed This is what Drake felt when he sat on top of

the CN towers

I just wanna win, I just wanna win, yeah yeah

I just wanna win, I just wanna win, yeah yeah I just wanna win, I just wanna win, yeah yeah

I just wanna win, I just wanna win, yeah A bunch of critics, I'm guessing your name

is Anthony Fantano Y'all so Judgmental, but can't live out

your potential bunch of Fake Popstars is what y'all resemble

My mid bar still essential My Low bar still special

Muted and blocked, all my close ones That always let shit slide

I ain't perfect, but sorry, this the end of the ride

Changing my thought patterns I do not give a fuck

My situation does not matter I will still spit even if my jaw is Splattered

This is my life, so my life fucking Matters yeah I'm taking control of What I want

Yeah If I wanna drink, I'ma drink If I wanna fuck, I'ma fuck

If I'm not right, I don't give a fuck

Is my time so my time fucking Matters, is time to take matters in My hands Live in the moment, fuck a plan

Strategize, do it for the love of Hip-hop and rise

If you wanted me dead, I'm still Alive You is mad, dawg

If you wanted me dead, I'm still Alive You is mad, dawg

If you wanted me dead, I'm still Alive Took my chances, took Finances

Took my ego, took my people Took my amigos, took my friends

Took my ends, took my heart And Broke it all apart

Took my confidence, took my World Took my Lord and took My fucking girl

And I'm still here with my middle Finger Aiming at the world

I just wanna win I just wanna win, yeah, yeah

I just wanna win I just wanna win, yeah, yeah

I just wanna win I just wanna win, yeah, yeah

I just wanna win I just wanna win, yeah, yeah

A bunch of critics I'm guessing your name is Anthony Fantano

Y'all so Judgmental But can't live out your potential

But you fake pop stars is what ya resemble

My mid bar is so essential My low bar is still special yeah yeah

My shit still special, even if my Shit is wack