CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : You Win Some You Lose Some
Uh, as the smoke clear, we still stand here
Nothing but heart, this how we gon' remain here
I pen words, hope it manifest to more dough
We in the kitchen, make it stretch so it's more dough
I cook food, a good dude with hood moves
I'm too cool, wait, open up the good book
Song 28, hear my cry
I can't live on my knees, sh*t I'd rather die (Yhii!)
Uh, they say you win some, you lose some
And in the streets you lose some when the tools come
I'm no angel, but I try Lord
Peep life from an angle of a drug lord
We sell coke it's crack, through the audio
I hope the hook, hook you through your snotty nose
Voice of a generation, I lead my nation
f**k the calls of the segregation
Now I'm patient and I'm contemplating
Making music for the have nots, I come where we have not
Had to place a few thick stacks in my stash box
Stay woke, sh*t ain't easy out here
n***as will take your life for a misly fifty out here
But damn, I guess you win some you lose some
Stay grinding pimp, until the food come
Drugs? Nah, sh*t I'm stable I don't do none
I'm heavy on the ***, f**k that let the *** run (Yhii!)
But there's a method to the madness, I hope you understand this
Inspiring hope is a must
(sh*t I-sh*t I) sh*t I hope that I get mad rich
Lord, they say you win some you lose some
f**k that, I hope I win some and lose none
This is God's work, this is God's time
I'm just an instrument, maneuver through the crack line
Nothing but heart, this how we gon' remain here
I pen words, hope it manifest to more dough
We in the kitchen, make it stretch so it's more dough
I cook food, a good dude with hood moves
I'm too cool, wait, open up the good book
Song 28, hear my cry
I can't live on my knees, sh*t I'd rather die (Yhii!)
Uh, they say you win some, you lose some
And in the streets you lose some when the tools come
I'm no angel, but I try Lord
Peep life from an angle of a drug lord
We sell coke it's crack, through the audio
I hope the hook, hook you through your snotty nose
Voice of a generation, I lead my nation
f**k the calls of the segregation
Now I'm patient and I'm contemplating
Making music for the have nots, I come where we have not
Had to place a few thick stacks in my stash box
Stay woke, sh*t ain't easy out here
n***as will take your life for a misly fifty out here
But damn, I guess you win some you lose some
Stay grinding pimp, until the food come
Drugs? Nah, sh*t I'm stable I don't do none
I'm heavy on the ***, f**k that let the *** run (Yhii!)
But there's a method to the madness, I hope you understand this
Inspiring hope is a must
(sh*t I-sh*t I) sh*t I hope that I get mad rich
Lord, they say you win some you lose some
f**k that, I hope I win some and lose none
This is God's work, this is God's time
I'm just an instrument, maneuver through the crack line
