Winner
Ever since I was a jit I knew I was a winner
I pray that God forgive me cus I'm a born sinner
Got more on my plate than a Thanksgiving dinner
Gotta save for rainy days cus shit do get thinner
Some people say the got you but they really don't
Some people say they'll ride for you but really won't
Cus when you ask for help they act like you a ghost
And the ones you least expect the ones that do the most
If that's your bro why you begging for support
If that's your kid why you mad at child support
How you love your moms but you gave her shit to snort
How the fuck you hit it raw but ask her to abort
Shit is wild in these fucking streets
I done sign my name in 30 different sheets
I done spit some pain in 30 different beats
You can't walk in my shoes even if you have some cleats
I aint get 40 acres and mule I got 40 grams and a heavy tool
They don't show you how to be boss in school they only show you how to work for a fool
Ever since I was a jit I knew I was a winner
I pray that God forgive me cus I'm a born sinner
Got more on my plate than a Thanksgiving dinner
Gotta save for rainy days cus shit do get thinner
Some people say the got you but they really don't
Some people say they'll ride for you but really won't
Cus when you ask for help they act like you a ghost
And the ones you least expect the ones that do the most
They killed Nipsey Hussle he was just showing love
He was teaching people wealth and praised the one above
In the hood you get bullet before you get a hug
These niggas dealing with mental health they ain't really thugs
I'm a impact the world just like Nip did
I pray for his fam he had two kids
All you get back from the streets is pain and bids
I swear to God that's not how you suppose to live
We suppose to live it up and chase our dreams
But instead we on the block chasing fiends
Huh, that ain't really living
You niggas claiming god but got the devil in em
Ever since I was a jit I knew I was a winner
I pray that God forgive me cus I'm a born sinner
Got more on my plate than a Thanksgiving dinner
Gotta save for rainy days cus shit do get thinner
Some people say the got you but they really don't
Some people say they'll ride for you but really won't
Cus when you ask for help they act like you a ghost
And the ones you least expect the ones that do the most
I pray that God forgive me cus I'm a born sinner
Got more on my plate than a Thanksgiving dinner
Gotta save for rainy days cus shit do get thinner
Some people say the got you but they really don't
Some people say they'll ride for you but really won't
Cus when you ask for help they act like you a ghost
And the ones you least expect the ones that do the most
If that's your bro why you begging for support
If that's your kid why you mad at child support
How you love your moms but you gave her shit to snort
How the fuck you hit it raw but ask her to abort
Shit is wild in these fucking streets
I done sign my name in 30 different sheets
I done spit some pain in 30 different beats
You can't walk in my shoes even if you have some cleats
I aint get 40 acres and mule I got 40 grams and a heavy tool
They don't show you how to be boss in school they only show you how to work for a fool
Ever since I was a jit I knew I was a winner
I pray that God forgive me cus I'm a born sinner
Got more on my plate than a Thanksgiving dinner
Gotta save for rainy days cus shit do get thinner
Some people say the got you but they really don't
Some people say they'll ride for you but really won't
Cus when you ask for help they act like you a ghost
And the ones you least expect the ones that do the most
They killed Nipsey Hussle he was just showing love
He was teaching people wealth and praised the one above
In the hood you get bullet before you get a hug
These niggas dealing with mental health they ain't really thugs
I'm a impact the world just like Nip did
I pray for his fam he had two kids
All you get back from the streets is pain and bids
I swear to God that's not how you suppose to live
We suppose to live it up and chase our dreams
But instead we on the block chasing fiends
Huh, that ain't really living
You niggas claiming god but got the devil in em
Ever since I was a jit I knew I was a winner
I pray that God forgive me cus I'm a born sinner
Got more on my plate than a Thanksgiving dinner
Gotta save for rainy days cus shit do get thinner
Some people say the got you but they really don't
Some people say they'll ride for you but really won't
Cus when you ask for help they act like you a ghost
And the ones you least expect the ones that do the most
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Gonzalez-pina
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