Wins & Losses歌词
作词 : Meek Mill/Eric Thomas/Andrew Lloyd-Webber/Nikolas Papamitrou
作曲 : Meek Mill/Eric Thomas/Andrew Lloyd-Webber/Nikolas Papamitrou
You have to eat the dream
You have to sleep the dream
You have to dream the dream
You gotta touch
You have to see it when nobody else sees it
You have to feel it when it's not tangible
You have to believe it when you cannot see it
You gotta be possessed with the dream
Yeah any weapon formed against us shall not prosper
Young ***** started with Oodles of noodles now we eating lobster
As I walk through the valley with my ladder in flex
I'm the realest ***** in it I just happen to rap
When they all thought we was finished they was laughing at that
So I went and bought me a Dawn and flipped that hat to the back
**** 'em
New jewelry new whips on the way now
Brr brr that's yo ***** on the way now
Mama told me if you fall never stay down
Stand up ***** I can never lay down
Wins and the losses it come with being bosses
Shoot a ***** ***** in his head if he cross us
Take that **** to trial if the feds making offers
Five hundred thou' Louis said we lookin' awesome
Swap that Patek for them cuffs take them off us
Lil' ***** call me Lil' Fish
*****s tryna turn my lights out it's still lit
Streets calling and they said they was some real ****
Young bull looking like he hit a real lick
I got too many foreigns man this **** getting borin'
Half a milli' last week you would've thought I was touring
*****s tried to count me out I guess they thought I was normal
They ain't know I was different I'm like Lord be my witness
'Cause we was ****ing up them dishes in my grandmama kitchen
Killed a pigeon thought the vision break it down on my *****s
**** they opinions why would I listen they ain't see the vision
When I had a foreign but they know
I ain't see them *****es so I'ma ball on 'em
Magic City let it fall on 'em
And all my *****s stayed down with me
Know I be there if they call on me
Yeah my ***** bail half a milli he made it home in a week
Even my momma know how I'm rocking I go on them streets
Glock 40 keep it on me we rolling 32 deep
Bulletproof everything just let me know if it's beef we bring the war
I just wanna shine like my rollie
Put in all this time that they owe me
Made it to a nine and we litty
Dropping 60s too like we Kobe oh
Pushing the foreigns drive through the trenches
Top of the food chain head of commission
We breaking *****s without permission
Never was personal it was business
Brrr settle down let it settle down
Couldn't tell me **** when
I was broke **** they gon' tell me now
I'm running round Glock with a drum that hold a hundred rounds
If it was **** them *****s then it's **** them *****s
Now **** 'em
Never change on my roll dawgs
'Bout that Cain bang them thangs like we O-Dog
Walk up in a dealer and I pull that rolls off
These *****s said I wouldn't make it like I told y'all ahh
作曲 : Meek Mill/Eric Thomas/Andrew Lloyd-Webber/Nikolas Papamitrou
You have to eat the dream
You have to sleep the dream
You have to dream the dream
You gotta touch
You have to see it when nobody else sees it
You have to feel it when it's not tangible
You have to believe it when you cannot see it
You gotta be possessed with the dream
Yeah any weapon formed against us shall not prosper
Young ***** started with Oodles of noodles now we eating lobster
As I walk through the valley with my ladder in flex
I'm the realest ***** in it I just happen to rap
When they all thought we was finished they was laughing at that
So I went and bought me a Dawn and flipped that hat to the back
**** 'em
New jewelry new whips on the way now
Brr brr that's yo ***** on the way now
Mama told me if you fall never stay down
Stand up ***** I can never lay down
Wins and the losses it come with being bosses
Shoot a ***** ***** in his head if he cross us
Take that **** to trial if the feds making offers
Five hundred thou' Louis said we lookin' awesome
Swap that Patek for them cuffs take them off us
Lil' ***** call me Lil' Fish
*****s tryna turn my lights out it's still lit
Streets calling and they said they was some real ****
Young bull looking like he hit a real lick
I got too many foreigns man this **** getting borin'
Half a milli' last week you would've thought I was touring
*****s tried to count me out I guess they thought I was normal
They ain't know I was different I'm like Lord be my witness
'Cause we was ****ing up them dishes in my grandmama kitchen
Killed a pigeon thought the vision break it down on my *****s
**** they opinions why would I listen they ain't see the vision
When I had a foreign but they know
I ain't see them *****es so I'ma ball on 'em
Magic City let it fall on 'em
And all my *****s stayed down with me
Know I be there if they call on me
Yeah my ***** bail half a milli he made it home in a week
Even my momma know how I'm rocking I go on them streets
Glock 40 keep it on me we rolling 32 deep
Bulletproof everything just let me know if it's beef we bring the war
I just wanna shine like my rollie
Put in all this time that they owe me
Made it to a nine and we litty
Dropping 60s too like we Kobe oh
Pushing the foreigns drive through the trenches
Top of the food chain head of commission
We breaking *****s without permission
Never was personal it was business
Brrr settle down let it settle down
Couldn't tell me **** when
I was broke **** they gon' tell me now
I'm running round Glock with a drum that hold a hundred rounds
If it was **** them *****s then it's **** them *****s
Now **** 'em
Never change on my roll dawgs
'Bout that Cain bang them thangs like we O-Dog
Walk up in a dealer and I pull that rolls off
These *****s said I wouldn't make it like I told y'all ahh
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