Born 2 Win
I'm fly as i ever been
I been running this shit like the president
You cannot name a soul I ain't better than
If he ain't triple threes he irrelevant
Money talks and these niggas ain't telling shit
Made it far in this life off intelligence
But my mama swear she cannot tell me shit
Mama i love you just trust me I got this shit
Me and my bruddas gon ball like Stojakovic
Took a few losses now we bringing profits in
So many blessings it feel like a prophecy
Might drop a check on some Junya Watanabe
Really that nigga that boy just a wanna be
Top boss shit and these niggas up under me
Chasing a check boy I be where them hunnids be
Down on my dick and that shit wasn't fun to me
Stood through the rain it was pouring and thundering
Got it out the mud and now ain't no suffering
Better days ahead but life was just buffering
Born to be a boss I'm living abundantly
Feel like MC Hammer niggas ain't touching me
Make ya bitch a fan she can't get enough of me
If the money call she can't get a nut from me
Never sold no dope but boy I'm still hustling
Got it off the muscle now I live comfortably
Trying to have the family live like the Huxtables
Came up with a plan this shit indestructible
Staying down to earth but feeling untouchable
Killing every verse I'm feeling invincible
Niggas hate to see me win now they miserable
Throwing dirt upon my name that shit minuscule blind to the ridicule
Balls to the wall gotta give it all I got till I'm gone
Got a soul made of light but my heart made of chrome
Had a future that was bright but some days that was long
Now I'm gunning for the top like a king to the throne
Six figure nigga trying to up it and get rich lil nigga
Gotta get it for the gusto but the Lord know I'm still content lil nigga
Got the money for the rent remember last year pockets full of lint lil nigga
Couple years I was starving now the feast coming like its Lent lil nigga
Use to ball off the bench now I'm in my glo five star shit lil nigga
Had the spirit of the underdog now I'm top dog to you bitch lil niggas
Highs and the lows trying to reach a goal make me question if it's meant for a nigga
If I could talk to the old me tell myself you was born to win lil nigga
I been running this shit like the president
You cannot name a soul I ain't better than
If he ain't triple threes he irrelevant
Money talks and these niggas ain't telling shit
Made it far in this life off intelligence
But my mama swear she cannot tell me shit
Mama i love you just trust me I got this shit
Me and my bruddas gon ball like Stojakovic
Took a few losses now we bringing profits in
So many blessings it feel like a prophecy
Might drop a check on some Junya Watanabe
Really that nigga that boy just a wanna be
Top boss shit and these niggas up under me
Chasing a check boy I be where them hunnids be
Down on my dick and that shit wasn't fun to me
Stood through the rain it was pouring and thundering
Got it out the mud and now ain't no suffering
Better days ahead but life was just buffering
Born to be a boss I'm living abundantly
Feel like MC Hammer niggas ain't touching me
Make ya bitch a fan she can't get enough of me
If the money call she can't get a nut from me
Never sold no dope but boy I'm still hustling
Got it off the muscle now I live comfortably
Trying to have the family live like the Huxtables
Came up with a plan this shit indestructible
Staying down to earth but feeling untouchable
Killing every verse I'm feeling invincible
Niggas hate to see me win now they miserable
Throwing dirt upon my name that shit minuscule blind to the ridicule
Balls to the wall gotta give it all I got till I'm gone
Got a soul made of light but my heart made of chrome
Had a future that was bright but some days that was long
Now I'm gunning for the top like a king to the throne
Six figure nigga trying to up it and get rich lil nigga
Gotta get it for the gusto but the Lord know I'm still content lil nigga
Got the money for the rent remember last year pockets full of lint lil nigga
Couple years I was starving now the feast coming like its Lent lil nigga
Use to ball off the bench now I'm in my glo five star shit lil nigga
Had the spirit of the underdog now I'm top dog to you bitch lil niggas
Highs and the lows trying to reach a goal make me question if it's meant for a nigga
If I could talk to the old me tell myself you was born to win lil nigga
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Writer(s): Tamerick Simpson
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