We Gonna Win

We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then We done been through the dirt and the mud that shit a dub Feast'n off the wiggles while ya'll eating off the bud No man is in the middle baby girl I know the plug Now rock out wit a boss or go hangout wit a scrub On ya way out don't get lost good luck on ya search for love Chase'n on this cheddar cheese so I can get a grub Right here at the corner store no orders from the hub We jamming in the stu, you get jammed after the club Set up by ya man after given dap & a hug Thought that it was real he was really holding a grudge Move out with da blicka, mask and a pair of gloves He sent homie pretty high in the sky with a pair of doves The world is getting backwards it's scary I'm fearing love Appreciate the hate cuz they viewers instead of subs Trying to recruit the fewest of doers to make it does They do anything for clout but they don't keep up with the buzz When squad get in trouble like suds, we make it bubble. Since they pulled me out the kennel they wanna put me in a muzzle Swear I'm puzzled, the ones you love never love you Loyal & we humble, adapt the ways of the jungle Could be worse jus regular life in the ghetto Living through hell to excel to another level Butcher Knife & the shovel followed by the double barrel Grim reaper in the alley when you walk off with the devil (huh) We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then This a dirty dirty game, niggaz die about a name And that lil bit of fame, that they go & try to gain. What the fuck you think gonna happen if you try to snatch a chain That thing go bang! It's gonna go upside his brain Rappers thinking that they hot until I come and spread the flame Two beretta's they a couple and I love to let e'm fling They be thinking that it's wrestling until I chuck e'm out the ring No excuse or a blame you equivalent to a lame Wit all due disrespect what's a pawn to a king And ya homies is ashamed, shout out tony & Germaine Nah i'm bullshitting I don't know they fucking names I'm the illest in my lane you gonna feel this like sum pain Once I leave it like a stain, ain't no reason to complain I'm just trying to get some chicken throw some season on them wings Grew up in the hood where we eating off the change Everyday the same we don't see no often change I ain't seen & I ain't heard even if the larchan ring We ain't stepping out the spot if we ain't walking with them things We got guys that's on the squad with mass destructional machines The few that acted goofy shooters cut e'm off the scene Snakes on the lawn had to chop e'm off the green, we like the garden clean Mark the target with the beam to eliminate the scheme Turned his plats into a baldy made e'm sport the mr.clean Maq about the Duffle bag I'm young & still a damn machine Get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then We gonna win get ready to zone in Go hard or home then boy lift up ya own chin This game ain't for suckers & Busters It's grown men You don't want to eat with me shit you on ya own then