Made Bosses (Big Ghost LTD Version)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Emanny] The wins and losses make bosses, we all don't last in this game Some got locked up or saw coffins, just thank God I found my way A few went up, some went down Speak for those who ain't around [Post-Chorus: Conway the Machine] Huh? Talk to 'em, king [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] I just wanted to make my mama smile (No cap) I'm living out my dream, I know my mama proud (I know she proud) Toya held me down when I ain't have a dollar 'round Now I got her jumpin' out a Benz, Balenciaga'd down (No cap) I light my Russian Cream and take a shot of brown (Uh-huh) I wish MachineGun was still living, a nigga shot him down (My nigga) My only regret is I was not around (Miss my nigga) But I took over the game and they can't stop us now (We them boys, nigga) I ain't holdin' back no more, I'm takin' charge (Hah?) I ain't wait for help, I just becamе a boss (I leveled up) I trеat it as a lesson when I take a loss They gave Lo Pro five, his rap shit was just takin' off (Damn) I got a phone call today from Sos (Hah?) He in the Feds, been down six, I hope he made the most Of that time, he said he just been readin' books and stayin' woke He said he livin' through me, he said I gave him hope (Hahaha) [Chorus: Emanny & Conway the Machine] The wins and losses make bosses (Huh?), we all don't last in this game Some got locked up or saw coffins, just thank God I found my way A few went up, some went down Speak for those who ain't around I'm here for the ones who can't be I share my love and their pain [Verse 2: 38 Spesh] Ayo, shout to my niggas that hoop Ain't no pump fakin', you'll get slumped if you're pretendin' to shoot Don't worry 'bout me sendin' the troops Unload this as a soloist, bitch, I never been in a group I'm livin' proof what niggas can do How you can make business moves, not fit in a suit Now tell me this, how many bricks could fit in this coupe? Now if I give one to you, you'll probably come back with an excuse Y'all tryna buy every stone I spent two mil' on properties that's not my primary home Before rap, was already known I carry chrome, four-four Bulldog that bury bones I done had some legendary phones Put a few folks on they feet, but loyalty is rarely shown Even though I'm very known It's old pics shown that I don't really fuck with you niggas like Jerry Jones Trust [Chorus: Emanny] The wins and losses make bosses, we all don't last in this game Some got locked up or saw coffins, just thank God I found my way A few went up, some went down Speak for those who ain't around [Outro] We don't wanna hurt nobody We want some of the power And you could boycott 'em, but if you gon'—