Whole Team Winnin'

Whole team winnin'
Whole team winnin'
I ain't gon' quit till the whole team winnin'
Matter fact I ain't gon' quit till the wheels won't spin and
If I gotta ride again, I'ma rock it till it's slippin'
I got drive like a motherfucker
That's on my children
I got prayers for the Lord that I make it out here quickly
Rest In Peace to STA Mal
That's fam through the stitches
Back when Joey put me on with a bucket and some fitteds

It was summer time in Moneytown
I was on the grind, I was staying low
I was doing mine, I was runnin' 'round
Still I had to shine, man I had to go
A sleepless night leave me peace like gospel
In the eyes of a God, might not see tomorrow
I was off on the wrong step, least to start from
Now I'm pickin' up the pieces, the rest I lost 'em
Oh-oh-oh man
Oh-oh-oh man

Whole team winnin'
Whole team winnin'
I ain't gon' quit till the whole team winnin'
Matter fact I ain't gon' quit till the wheels won't spin and
If I gotta ride again, I'ma rock it till it's slippin'
I got drive like a motherfucker
That's on my children
I got prayers for the Lord that I make it out here quickly
Rest In Peace to STA Mal
That's fam through the stitches
Back when Joey put me on with a bucket and some fitteds



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Turner
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