NGL (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)
Niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
Everybody wanna be a mothafuckin' winner
That ain't how it work though, yeah
Ayy, ayy, disproportionate convictions
Especially when it come to our case (our case)
You seen the movie, they killed the nigga
Why you still wanna be like Scarface?
That's why niggas gon' lose
Oh yeah, I said it, niggas gon' lose
And you can have a friend and you can have a Benz
One's sittin' down, the other's traffickin'
If you get the car then your friend dies
Havin' one keeps the other one from happenin'
I hope a nigga don't lose
Fuck that car, nigga
Niggas gon' lose
And she want love, you only want sex
You got yours, she didn't get hers
She got no respect, y'all had a son
She like, "Fuck you," she only want a check
That lil' nigga gon' lose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mothafucka, niggas gon' lose
Yeah and these rap niggas talk about the hood
Like we all lames and they seen it
It's entertain', it's cool as hell
That beat dope, that don't mean shit
That's why niggas gon' lose
Fuck you talkin'? Niggas gon' lose
If they legalize that whole thing
They doin' weed, next cocaine
Niggas ain't gon' have no jobs
And Wall Street gon' run the dope game
What a nigga gon' do? Huh?
You niggas gon' lose
And when you see me you don't see yourself
That's why I got no problem shootin' me
Willie Lynch set the shit up beautifully
One of the reasons niggas ain't got unity
That's why niggas gon' lose
Ayy fuck that shit, ayy, niggas gon' lose, yeah
And most hood niggas is good niggas
In a heartbeat, I'll shed blood for him
But he too stupid, he won't sit down
That nigga too hot, I got love for him
That nigga gon' lose
On my mama, that nigga gon' lose, yeah
And you did it 'cause your daddy did it
But he locked up in there and ain't happy with it
Do the same thing, get the same results
If your brain work then what's the matter with it?
You knew you was gon' lose
They told you, nigga
You was gon' lose
I never met a saint, from no color
From nowhere, from no other
From no castle, from no gutter
It ain't nobody that don't suffer
Some niggas gon' lose
Some niggas gon' lose
Promised land, I don't believe that
Had a dream and I don't need that
Please God, send us some jobs
'Cause my niggas really really need that
Or niggas gon' lose
That's right, niggas gon' lose, yeah
And we sell dope then we turn around
Give the white people all our profits
Take a percentage of that, set it to the side
And send these lil' niggas off to college
So niggas don't lose
Yeah, niggas don't lose
And if they offer somethin', just take it
Then work hard, don't waste it
Every castle started at the basement
Yeah your manager a racist
But you're the one that's gon' lose
That's right, niggas gon' lose
And these niggas gon' lose, oh
I said, I said everybody wanna be a winner
Everybody wanna be a winner
Be a mothafuckin' winner
Never gotta worry 'bout nothin'
But some niggas gon' lose
Yeah so niggas don't lose
And it's fucked up, some niggas gon' lose
You wake up and you hear shots
Mean another nigga got his tear drops
And you call his phone and ain't pickin' up
And your stomach hurtin', that fear drops
I hope a nigga ain't lose
These niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
Everybody wanna be a mothafuckin' winner
That ain't how it work though, yeah
Ayy, ayy, disproportionate convictions
Especially when it come to our case (our case)
You seen the movie, they killed the nigga
Why you still wanna be like Scarface?
That's why niggas gon' lose
Oh yeah, I said it, niggas gon' lose
And you can have a friend and you can have a Benz
One's sittin' down, the other's traffickin'
If you get the car then your friend dies
Havin' one keeps the other one from happenin'
I hope a nigga don't lose
Fuck that car, nigga
Niggas gon' lose
And she want love, you only want sex
You got yours, she didn't get hers
She got no respect, y'all had a son
She like, "Fuck you," she only want a check
That lil' nigga gon' lose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mothafucka, niggas gon' lose
Yeah and these rap niggas talk about the hood
Like we all lames and they seen it
It's entertain', it's cool as hell
That beat dope, that don't mean shit
That's why niggas gon' lose
Fuck you talkin'? Niggas gon' lose
If they legalize that whole thing
They doin' weed, next cocaine
Niggas ain't gon' have no jobs
And Wall Street gon' run the dope game
What a nigga gon' do? Huh?
You niggas gon' lose
And when you see me you don't see yourself
That's why I got no problem shootin' me
Willie Lynch set the shit up beautifully
One of the reasons niggas ain't got unity
That's why niggas gon' lose
Ayy fuck that shit, ayy, niggas gon' lose, yeah
And most hood niggas is good niggas
In a heartbeat, I'll shed blood for him
But he too stupid, he won't sit down
That nigga too hot, I got love for him
That nigga gon' lose
On my mama, that nigga gon' lose, yeah
And you did it 'cause your daddy did it
But he locked up in there and ain't happy with it
Do the same thing, get the same results
If your brain work then what's the matter with it?
You knew you was gon' lose
They told you, nigga
You was gon' lose
I never met a saint, from no color
From nowhere, from no other
From no castle, from no gutter
It ain't nobody that don't suffer
Some niggas gon' lose
Some niggas gon' lose
Promised land, I don't believe that
Had a dream and I don't need that
Please God, send us some jobs
'Cause my niggas really really need that
Or niggas gon' lose
That's right, niggas gon' lose, yeah
And we sell dope then we turn around
Give the white people all our profits
Take a percentage of that, set it to the side
And send these lil' niggas off to college
So niggas don't lose
Yeah, niggas don't lose
And if they offer somethin', just take it
Then work hard, don't waste it
Every castle started at the basement
Yeah your manager a racist
But you're the one that's gon' lose
That's right, niggas gon' lose
And these niggas gon' lose, oh
I said, I said everybody wanna be a winner
Everybody wanna be a winner
Be a mothafuckin' winner
Never gotta worry 'bout nothin'
But some niggas gon' lose
Yeah so niggas don't lose
And it's fucked up, some niggas gon' lose
You wake up and you hear shots
Mean another nigga got his tear drops
And you call his phone and ain't pickin' up
And your stomach hurtin', that fear drops
I hope a nigga ain't lose
Credits
Writer(s): Wasalu Jaco, Sam Andrew Gumbley, Tyrone William Griffin Jr.
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