Win

Lyrics

[Verse 1] A seasick on my shit, won't give me no time Unless I promise her my dick She might vent on her timeline But she send me nudes though, I know that she my bitch I know that she mine and shit I own her body, her soul and her mind and shit Like we chill all the time and shit But we just chill time to time and shit (yeah) That bitch so fine and shit, she need the finer shit That wave on wave, yeah, that Black Sheep Nirvana shit Matte Wolf designer shit That wave on wave shit I hold hoes for ransom and pull hoes at random One time for Ransom, I need that and more like an And 1 [Hook] They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga They don't wanna see a nigga win, nigga [Verse 2] They don't wanna see a nigga win My brother caught a case and did them 10 Came home and did another bid again nigga My brother killed the family once again Heard my mama snitching on my kin To be honest I ain't speaking to her since nigga Coming from the North Side Maui Slim got drive like a chauffeur Act like you be even knowing what the crew do I could hit you with the flow or with the voodoo Maui Slim Mama kicked a nigga out the house Got me somewhere sleepin' on the couch Now we robbin' niggas from the way If niggas can't afford we run a fade [Hook] They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga They don't wanna see a nigga win, nigga They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga win They don't wanna see a nigga [Verse 3] They don't wanna see me win out in Venice Or in a 'Benz all tinted They want me timid and tentative, but I'mma tend to them My brother wrote from the pen again Had me feel like I'm ten again And I'm short on the rent again Talking in my sleep and tossing and cursing softly Lullabies and love and lies and murdered lives and lies I've improvised with bias, it's like laundry I just cycle repeat, I'm a psycho Life cycles like circles These lights sparkle but they might hurt you Like damn, I thought this came with a .45 and a blowjob This rap shit ain't a joke dawg, rappers is getting smoked That's why a nigga smoke dawg