By Any Means Lyrics

By any means ima get it

It's Either you win or you lose

By any means ima get it

So no i don't stick to the rules

By any means ima win it

No i don't got nothing to lose

The more that you sitting around do nothing the more money you bound to lose

Was taught to get up go hustle, The choice was you pick or you chose

I'm done keeping everything humble, Yea Bitch i want all the blues

The clothes, The jewelry, The shoes

This shit on my body is Rhude, Don't call if it aint about benjis

Success it don't come wit excuses

I hop on the metro and get in my jam this shit get to boomin

All them niggas i let go, Niggas switching they sides they picking and choosing

Now i'm hot as a reaper when i walk in the room this shit get to fuming

Otg we the hottest me and bro in that mode we steady recruiting

Chasing bands like a relay, But we treat the blicky like it's a baton

You gon have me on replay, Yea just like you watching the prime of Lebron

In my eyes it's no freeway, Had to fight on my road to becoming the don

Niggas wanting the world from me and beyond but when i need some they gone

So by any means ima get it without you, They turning they back and they doubt you

You gaining some wins they spinning again but ima still win it without you

I face all adversity i been homing my pain in my chest now it's safer

I'm done showing courtesy, I been loyal like dame bitch i feel a blazer

Some shit really hurted me, but fuck it im turning my pain into paper

Tryna turn everybody round me to greater, Tryna flip otg minor to major

Sipping on pain and no it's no chaser, Win for the team but this shit for my haters, And bitch i ain't neva gon fold on my bruddas ain't counting no favors

By any means ima get it

It's Either you win or you lose

By any means ima get it

So no i don't stick to the rules

By any means ima win it

No i don't got nothing to lose

The more that you sitting around do nothing the more money you bound to lose

Was taught to get up go hustle, The choice was you pick or you chose

I'm done keeping everything humble, Yea Bitch i want all the blues

The clothes, The jewelry, The shoes

This shit on my body is Rhude, Don't call if it aint about benjis

Success it don't come wit excuses