WIN (feat. Marti Mar)

I'm so more shit
I'm on so get it and go shit
I'm on another level
Still a shoot a metal
In the back wit my bro bitch
I need a 100 a show bitch
I'm on some stack all my dough shit
I'm tired of floodin bitches I ain't cuffin with it
Irvo back on his hoe shit
I'm tryna run it
These niggas make millions of nothing
I done got me a lane and I run it
Don't know why they be buggin man
I done turnt nun to something the end of discussion
I can spazz on the track when I black out
Kick a bitch out the crib if she act out
Don't know why lil boul in my trap house
Oh my god I think irv bout to snap out

I ain't here for the night I'm wit it
And I been the shit before the riches
Had to switch this ain't all what I mentioned
Had to grow it was hard how we living
Had a choice I could ball or go spit it
When I picked up the mic saw a mission
Spoke a wish then I dreamed bout the ending
Closed my eyes and I woke to a milly
Im stamped in my city
The uptop of Philly
From Hondas to bentleys
Now white hoes they feel me
I come from the gritty
See snakes in my city
I pushed off the friendly
Then fucked with who was winning
Still thinking bout hoop dreams and athletes
Even in that lane they still cant pass me
Back then the way I finished was slithy that shit was nasty
Now I double cross step back and I just splat 3
Ugh ugh
Cant go back to the old ways its all gone
It was shade how they did me was all wrong
Stumbled back to the trenches I'm all lost
Yea
If my heart gone
Then I'll never forget how they we all grown
Risked it all for my niggas I'm all torn
Take it back to my bday a star born
I had choice and I chose to go get it
Way above average I hit different women
Can't imagine the buzz I'm a get when I'm winning
Can't imagine the love I'm a get when I spit it
Can't imagine myself without all of this money
And all of my bruddas and even the trenches
Just the imagine the feeling when you get to the millions
But everyone around they just start to envy
Switch the roles like I'm 50 cents
He died tryn me like I ain't wit many men
I done hits hoes off the island like gilagan
Had them in shock when they seem alll these Benjamin's
I start at the top I can't rock wit no middle man
Dead guys yea I still have them visions
I'm on so more shit
But I still fuck up this dough bitch
Ain't around me if you be on joe shit
Bad enough that bitches be on hoe shit
Never thought of a reason to love you
Only thought that I'm thinking is fuck you
We fucked under covers
Then passed her off to my bruda

Yeah yeah yeah
I was locked in now I gotta resume
I was calling up Peaz I was asking for tunes
She told me we locked in keep calling me boo
I was telling her chill must've had her confused
I'm cool I don't wanna hang round no buffoons
I can't dance with no hoe that's not the way I groove
Bro deep the streets he someone I can't leave
I can't get into beef I got too much to lose
Can't lie I got tired of them saying what they gone do to me
Looking for me catch me working usually
Sorry not sorry I like living neutrally
They be so tight when they see I speak truthfully
Irv and Mar back at it know that we chasing it
Talking about frying the game I was baking it
Bro said he gone make a mess he won't apron it
Chose the wrong route mom was proud i was changing it yeah
It might not be perfect
I promise it's worth it
Told folks this for all them days we was hurting
Not tryna compete cause I got a purpose
Wonder I run them beats leave them nervous
Won't look a clown way the be for the circus
Crazy the ones who had said i'm gone blow started putting on shows but i made them curtains
Yeah yeah

Mm me and Irv back in that mode and we chasing it
Mm we chasing it
Me and Irv back in that mode and we chasing it
Mm we chase
Me and Irv back in that mode and we chasing it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
We back in that mode and we chasing it