Second Win
Word from my inner G
From on we checkin energy
You better talk nice to me
And love is all that it better be
I can tell that they feeling me
She all in my head
Like why is you filling me
Then I look in her eyes
I can tell you been feeling me
It's no surprise
I have no match
But I got the light
And that's no surprise
You need a lift
I brought the wave
Now you want a ride
And that's no suprise
This is my second wind
I'm on my second win
You niggas lost again
Seems you niggas lost again
You got me confused
I am that dude
No matter the mood
What's matter to fools
I stay dropping the jewels
They sleep while they walk
What's the matter wit fools
What they after is crude
But that's what they choose
Or at least how they move
No time for the preach
Not the one for the speech
But you try to reach
and trust me I'll prove
Dont touch him it's cool
I been had the moves
Since I was in school
And been had the plan
Like I'm the artist who drew
Tools irregular, timing impeccable
Kyn synonymous wit clutch
I need less of what you rollin in
And more of what you rollin up
More money coming in keep the money piling up
I'm peeping she dont really love Kyn she just tryna fuck
And I might let her come
From on we checkin energy
You better talk nice to me
And love is all that it better be
I can tell that they feeling me
She all in my head
Like why is you filling me
Then I look in her eyes
I can tell you been feeling me
It's no surprise
I have no match
But I got the light
And that's no surprise
You need a lift
I brought the wave
Now you want a ride
And that's no suprise
This is my second wind
I'm on my second win
You niggas lost again
Seems you niggas lost again
You got me confused
I am that dude
No matter the mood
What's matter to fools
I stay dropping the jewels
They sleep while they walk
What's the matter wit fools
What they after is crude
But that's what they choose
Or at least how they move
No time for the preach
Not the one for the speech
But you try to reach
and trust me I'll prove
Dont touch him it's cool
I been had the moves
Since I was in school
And been had the plan
Like I'm the artist who drew
Tools irregular, timing impeccable
Kyn synonymous wit clutch
I need less of what you rollin in
And more of what you rollin up
More money coming in keep the money piling up
I'm peeping she dont really love Kyn she just tryna fuck
And I might let her come
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Writer(s): Kyndran Brown
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