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Not Winning

Pryde
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Yeah, yeah They try to stop me They won't catch a body They playin' sloppy You know that they not me My aura is godly They wanna copy They all up on me Oh, what am I to do? Dudes wanna rob me The street life is not me Ten deep in a lobby I can't let 'em drop me I'm here with the posse Ain't pushing no Masi' These haters like Nazis No, we don't like you, yeah, yeah I lost money, then gained money Then made it all back I dated bitches, they ruined me But I got on the right track Fucked up a whip, broke for the week But this week I count stacks My family cried like way too much I had to tell 'em, "That's that," oh I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no They tryna kill me But these haters kill me I'm laughin', it's silly I'm close to a milli Bithes, they tempt me My tank ain't on empty And if you ain't with me Then do what you want, yeah, yeah In the city, motherfuckers want my head Back the fuck up off me, get you some money instead Tried to tell you all this shit, like again and again We ain't fuckin' friends We ain't motherfuckin' friends, yeah, yeah, yeah I lost money, then gained money Then made it all back I dated bitches, they ruined me But I got on the right track Fucked up a whip, broke for the week But this week I count stacks Slept on the couch, we got too stressed out I had to tell 'em, "That's that," woah I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no I ain't gonna let you win over me, no Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder Written on the walls, they want me dead I ain't gotta talk to you no more I just know you're aiming at my head Bitches, hoes, and dudes that act like pussies Always wanna come and try to push me Always wanna come and try to end me Always wanna come and try to tempt me I ain't on a waiver, tryna fight Leave my house like I might die tonight Rolled a paper, make me fly to heights Will I be rich at 25? I might You ain't gotta try to come convince me I know all you motherfuckers iffy Slept on floors and couches all for this dream And I don't see a chance of me not winning, bitch Fuck you I ain't gonna let you win over me, no