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Wins and Losses (Freestyle)

by camp777

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Runnin' through this pressure like recess Chocolate cover wristwatch like Reese's Pieces on my niggas like Jesus Finessin' through the fire with no stress Searchin' for the wins and the success Even through the losses, we progress Dozen roses for you, don't let them die Where they stem from, you'll be surprised Got a lot on my mind Is it worth it? Fuck it, won't even try You know the wraith got hella space up inside And also space in the ride Stars in the ceiling, it's more appealing than you'd imagine One with myself, I spit and fire, I'm fightin' dragons My daughter need me and she all that I got So I'll be damned if a nigga just gon' sit here and rot I got some brothers in the kitchen, still whippin' that pot No Reddy Rock, I'm talkin' whip until they wrist really lock No Roddy Rich, some real niggas had to sit in that box You oughta ride until a nigga finally cop him that drop Maybe that Benzo, hold that Glock firm Breathe steady, keep your wins low Fuck elaboratin', my nigga, just keep it simple Do what you was meant to Gradually, your buzz gon' get loud like a crescendo Dawg, we got even when we beat those odds You say you on your grind, then nigga, why you sleep so long Got my peace upon Seems the only way that a nigga can keep the peace upon Runnin' through this pressure like recess Chocolate cover wristwatch like Reese's Pieces on my niggas like Jesus Finessin' through the fire with no stress Searchin' for the wins and the success Even through the losses, we progress Ski mask, seat back, I'm in the Wraith Got a cold heart, black card, it's in the way Hoes shakin' ass, make the bank keep breakin These hoes mad, I'm a fiend for the paper Money change, niggas, when I see you, I don't talk Smokin' big blunts, knock her down like Gervonta Never gave a fuck what a bitch or a opp say Quick trigger, always on the job, ain't no days off All your niggas pussy, if it's up, they duck and smoke Fuck a bitch, it's just me and some niggas that I know Way too good to cheat, but I can't leave her ass alone Henny me in my cup, take a sip, then I'm gone Keisha in my cup, exotic lean in my gut Why the fuck would I be pressed about a bitch I got a bunch Still catchin' waves with my niggas on road Black boy, white teeth, she know what I'm on Niggas shootin' shots, euro steppin Ginobili, young nigga, big steppin Hoes gettin' stepped on, opps gettin' pressed on Niggas slippin' up, hittin' sluts, losin' info If she know too much or not enough, she gotta go Only fuckin' bad bitches, that's just what I'm on Runnin' through this pressure like recess Chocolate cover wristwatch like Reese's Pieces on my niggas like Jesus Finessin' through the fire with no stress Searchin' for the wins and the success Even through the losses, we progress

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