Ways To Win

Here we go again
These niggas think they hard
I think they soft I think lost
And they gon have to pay the cost
When the Reaper come round to charge
Yeah check out ya receipt bitch
You think you run the streets but
You blind and you can't see shit
Thats not how it should to be
Somebody had to tell em
These niggas wanna be felons
And think it's cool to be villains
But really they in they feelings
Sense of life
Desensitized
These niggas are not alive
They walking dead tryna survive
Still looking to be revived
That's why they need those perkies
Those 10s, 20s and 30s
They shooting up shit like Curry
Forgetting they vision blurry
Man who you bout heal
By getting yaself killed
Unless you really a demon
Then Satan go head redeem em
Infrared scope red beam em
A lesson to whoever seen em
Start making better decisions
Or be the next soulless victim
So thanks to whoever hit em
One died others keep living
I pray you can be forgiven
And make up into heaven

Shit
But that ain't my choice
So I use my voice to make a point
And get women moist
Now I feel rejoiced that

Shawty into Me
Cause she think I'm pushing p
But really I'm pushing G
Controlling my inner Me
Just moving tryna stay free
Master in my energy
I'm tryna be whole and leave
Be perfect walk on the sea
If she gonna stick to Me
Then hopefully she agree
Converting Me into We
The best We could ever Be
Shout out to the eyes that see
How the 1 turn into 3
That's a holy family
A victory guarantee
Ain't nobody gonna check us na
These niggas sheep to Shepards yall
This gangster shit gon hit a wall
I'm what the Doomsday Preppers saw
This shit about to reach an end
To never happen ever again
I'm thankful for my angel kin
For teaching Me The Ways to Win



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Writer(s): Ricardo Lindsay
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