WIN (Radio Edit) ft. Dave East Lyrics

Okay Derby

Uh, huh huh

Too many, too many

Trying to win, uh

Too many losses

All my life, I had to fight like Sophia

But it's me versus me so the whole time I'm getting beat up

Feeling like I am on the same boat that rocked Aaliyah

It's ironic as I lay my head my dream is just to be up

I been on the motherfucking edge nigga push me, (please) push me

I bet you ain't gonna do it

You smell that? What's that?

I smell pussy

Niggas hating cuz I'm where they could be

But six feet under is where I should be

Nobody understood me

Thinking about my old ways

I used to throw the hands

Gave a fuck bout young or old age

Close cuts and low fades

Polo shirts with no name

All we smoked was loud, we ain't call our weed by no strain

What the fuck is fentanyl?

Blunts was laced with cocaine

Chinese food for supper, orange chicken and some lo mein

How your pockets full, but got the hottest bitch, with no game?

I know OG's that's still trapping at their old age

Look, I'm just trying to win

I'm not trying to be like them

We took too many losses look at all the bread we spent

Like a baby in a diaper I'm gonna get on top my shit (top my shit)

Shout out to Derby

Just trying to win

Uh, huh huh

Too many, too many

Trying to win, uh

Too many losses

Smoke like I smoke nigga

Whatever

All pressure

This feel like that 50 Cent 99 how to rob shit

Mama on me telling me nigga go get a job shit

Nine to fives wasn't hiring that made us rob shit

Crown Fried for dinner you know wing and a thigh shit

Mama bought us clothes, our reaction, it's not no fly shit

With five dollars, that's a nick bag or burger and fry shit

Sitting in class nodding off, I was on some high shit

I lost a lot of homies but they never leave my conscience

Them shots started clapping like acne how they broke out

Hard to see us, tent no less than five percent when we roll out

If I got it I split it with family, I don't hold out

Police investigating bout action that I don't know bout

Couple bodies done got straightened like a blowout

I ain't never been there they just told me that shit sold out

Her nose sniffing, she start acting different when the coke round

Used to front back when they had it

Fast forward niggas broke now

I'm just trying to win

I'm not trying to be like them

We done took too many losses look at all the bread we spent

Like a baby in a diaper I'm gonna get on top my shit

It's mother fucking 2024 and I'm bout to grind nigga

Uh, huh huh

Too many, too many

Trying to win, uh

Too many losses

Whatever

All pressure