T.D.M.W. (Trophies Don't Make Winners)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Ain't throwing stones at your glass house
I'm just trying to share my knowledge
I'm just trying to smoke till I pass out
Lucky to make it to college
My mentors did much more but I'm tired of waiting
I ain't chose my situation but i knew I had some options for taking
Trophies don't make winners
(Never did I've been doing sins like I knew I'm heaven sent)
The devil don't make sinners
(Facts shit feeling less bless than with this magic)
Done my share of good and bad yall focus on the bad (Damn)
Really tho i'm good with that steady trying to make cash (Facts)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Knew I was special when the pastor said blessed
I'm aiming my bars at my enemies necks
Brother dropped out and I followed in step
Focused on checks since Nike had moved West
I was a kid them OG's kept the tech
Ever since crash been thinking about wrecks
My family relationships ex
Voices don't show up in any of my texts
Trophies don't make winners
(Never did I've been doing sins like I knew I'm heaven sent)
The devil don't make sinners
(Facts shit feeling less bless than with this magic)
Done my share of good and bad yall focus on the bad (Damn)
Really tho i'm good with that steady trying to make cash (Facts)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Now I sit back start counting relaxing
What I did in the past no reactions
When I'm working it ain't no more ten to two
I stay overnight when I'm stuck in the Stu
Homies trapping to get they old benji's blues
Soon I'm a collect when i'm rapping
Called out my brothers past actions (Yeah)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Who i look like if im cuffing (Facts)
Big bro ready to start bussing (Pop pop)
Green beam on him like martian (Okay)
Whole Lotta Red that girl blossom (On god)
Speed past the cops ain't no options (What)
Want the whole crowd to be moshing (Facts)
Don't be count any losses (On god)
Shoutout to Lil Yachty
I put that lil bitch in a boat instead of a coffin
Done there it is
Getting to the money don't care where it is
Riding to wherever bro carrying his stick
Look like iron man how he came with blick
True to myself so true to the world
Why you think I rock my angels with pearl
Niggas so drippy we was nerds in a swirl
Or something like that double similes facts
Take six
Dealing with this money need patience
Real to myself can't fake shit
Capricorn king can't cap when i rap
Went on Diestro I was already on the map
They was pitching me movies till momma chimed in and said that boy don't know how to Act
Go head momma go head speak facts
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Ain't throwing stones at your glass house
I'm just trying to share my knowledge
I'm just trying to smoke till I pass out
Lucky to make it to college
My mentors did much more but I'm tired of waiting
I ain't chose my situation but i knew I had some options for taking
Trophies don't make winners
(Never did I've been doing sins like I knew I'm heaven sent)
The devil don't make sinners
(Facts shit feeling less bless than with this magic)
Done my share of good and bad yall focus on the bad (Damn)
Really tho i'm good with that steady trying to make cash (Facts)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Knew I was special when the pastor said blessed
I'm aiming my bars at my enemies necks
Brother dropped out and I followed in step
Focused on checks since Nike had moved West
I was a kid them OG's kept the tech
Ever since crash been thinking about wrecks
My family relationships ex
Voices don't show up in any of my texts
Trophies don't make winners
(Never did I've been doing sins like I knew I'm heaven sent)
The devil don't make sinners
(Facts shit feeling less bless than with this magic)
Done my share of good and bad yall focus on the bad (Damn)
Really tho i'm good with that steady trying to make cash (Facts)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Now I sit back start counting relaxing
What I did in the past no reactions
When I'm working it ain't no more ten to two
I stay overnight when I'm stuck in the Stu
Homies trapping to get they old benji's blues
Soon I'm a collect when i'm rapping
Called out my brothers past actions (Yeah)
Oh man Old man I've been feeling like a
Poor man you poor man you've been trapping like a
Hole man you whole man you should never want to
Roll man you know me yeah
Who i look like if im cuffing (Facts)
Big bro ready to start bussing (Pop pop)
Green beam on him like martian (Okay)
Whole Lotta Red that girl blossom (On god)
Speed past the cops ain't no options (What)
Want the whole crowd to be moshing (Facts)
Don't be count any losses (On god)
Shoutout to Lil Yachty
I put that lil bitch in a boat instead of a coffin
Done there it is
Getting to the money don't care where it is
Riding to wherever bro carrying his stick
Look like iron man how he came with blick
True to myself so true to the world
Why you think I rock my angels with pearl
Niggas so drippy we was nerds in a swirl
Or something like that double similes facts
Take six
Dealing with this money need patience
Real to myself can't fake shit
Capricorn king can't cap when i rap
Went on Diestro I was already on the map
They was pitching me movies till momma chimed in and said that boy don't know how to Act
Go head momma go head speak facts
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Writer(s): Peter Wilson
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