Win Lyrics

626, legendary shit

I was just talking about this

You know, these fork in the road moments

You know, one of those,

I could keep doing the same shit forever

I could try something different and win

I mean, it could be risky, but worth it

I mean, if I win it, it'd be worth it

Uh, and this is why you deserve it

Although you ain't perfect, your heart is the purest

But sure as shit, keep niggas out the hood

And utilize their skill sets

Staying down for y'all

Showing you the only one that's real left and niggas still left

And you still see the good in niggas

I book my niggas for jobs

But cops book my niggas

Reached the fork in the road

Had to look in the mirror

And being stuck in this life's

Mostly what I'm in fear of

I'm moving selfish

But I promise I'll come back to scoop

Funny it's niggas lacking loot

That be acting cute

How long will they pretend

That he doesn't exist

How many bricks will he throw

Before he put up a swish

You too busy wishing on me, failing

A true hustler

Anything I sea, I'm sailing

You haters sick

Cause your plans foiled

But you ain't nothing slick

To a can of oil

That's hard

Moments your chick won't even understand

Even your man be skeptical

About your future plans

This is something that God

Places upon your heart

Sometimes in order to grow

You'll first grow apart

And ain't no rules to this shit

We did it on a whim

Only thing that we knew

Is that we wanna win

You only suffer them shots

To get tougher skin

Reflect back on the losses

And why you really wanna win

It's like a spark came

I can't keep hitting the wall

Like a dart game

I can't keep bitches involved

That keep arguing

It's like a mental disease

The way they keep feeding

Into those things

I mean this time last year

My head was in the clouds

This time it's ribbons in the sky

Feet on the ground

And wonder why I don't fuck

With you business wise

Getting money like the niggas

That you see me around

Tell me how you relate really

When the way that you moving

Is straight silly

Don't make me put you on blast

Fake willies can't go dollar for dollar

Can't get skin in the game

So go follow my followers

Nigga we laughing at you all of us

Can't bring your little C-class

Up to my brabus

Your little weak ass

Ain't even one of my problems

Straight through the fork in the road

Nothing can stop us

You know God is good

And God is great

Up early in the morning

Yawning on the wake and bake

Now if God has blessed you

To see another day

I wanna encourage you to smile

Cause this one right here

Is going out to my player partner pal

Who been spitting them freestyles

Ever since he was a juvenile

So trust your process Bino

A vision without execution

Is hallucination

On some real conversation

Continue to press

Until you reach your destination

If it was easy

Everybody would do it

So therefore

It ain't nothing to it but to do it

Man I'm just tapping on in

For the win man

Encourage you to sharpen your pen

Inhale in

And let the games begin

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