Win - Radio Edit

Lyrics

I told them I was sick with the flow
 One day you going to have me on repeat
 I isn't stopping till I'm sick with the dough
 I caught a flu blow out benjis when I sneeze
 Shorty I'm a don act like you know
 Ask your bet you money that she know me
 Took over the city now I'm coming for the globe
 They feel it more when you killing them slowly
 It's all in your eyes, i can tell from your approach
 You've been plotting on a scheme trying to harm me
 And I hope to God you thought I came alone
 I brought the squad and we looking like an army
 Surely
 I overcame the odds
 I bet it all on greatness
 I Made it through all that fake shit
 I overcame y'all that hatred
 I never worried about placement
 Cause of all the talent I was blessed with
 Been working hard just to make it
 Success so close I can taste it
 Bes all on my page
 Finessed off what I made
 Ns isn't up on my range
 My pockets swollen off my gains
 I'm only here to get paid
 I only came for one thing
 Squeeze racks all in my jeans
 Me and my team came for that ring
 Something about winning
 That I'm addicted to
 I'm working every night for that condo with the view
 All I ever wanted is in my point of view
 I came up from the bottom and if you want to know the truth
 Man I came up off ambition
 I'm, addicted winning
 Came up off ambition
 I'm, addicted to winning
 Came up off ambition
 I'm, addicted to winning
 Came up off ambition
 Made a come up off ambition
 Said I came up off ambition
 I'm, addicted to winning
 Came up off ambition
 I'm, addicted to winning
 Came up off ambition
 I'm, addicted to winning
 Came up off ambition
 Made a come up off ambition
 They don't want me up in my zone
 Zone
 23 when I step to the phone
 Phone
 Sprint solo alone when I roam
 Roam
 Any hood I feel like I'm home
 Only the real feel the level I'm on
 Sip vodka mixed with the soda
 Throw my own shows fk a promoter
 Ns priorities all out of order
 Be a sheep fk around and get slaughtered. I'm a monster
 Yea yeah
 Freddy Krueger, spit like a rugar
 Not with that drama
 No no
 But for what I love I'm turn to a shooter
 Always known I was blessed
 I made it through moments of stress
 Off of nights I invest
 I'm close to collecting a check
 I paid all my debts
 Come correct better come with respect
 I'm the plug, who plug your connect
 Was told to keep pressing my foot on their neck
 And apply pressure, never let up
 Hit ns up where it hurts
 Phatten my pockets,
 my hustle can't knock it, the reason I walk with a smirk
 I put in my work, I gave it my worth
 Succeeding is all I deserve
 I'm hooked to the perks,
 been winning since birth, won't stop till I'm deep in the dirt

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Song Details

Duration
04:28
Key
8
Tempo
130 BPM

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