BoogieNF - Win

Pick up yo chin boy don't hold yo head down
You a man gotta stand on ten now
Nigga I can't hold yo hand nor give you a handout
My nigga I ain't got no friends I just want the bands now
I'm always thuggin to the end
And all them losses I just took em to the chin
I told my brother at the end we all gone win
And for my brothers in the grave we just gone spin again
Ayy, ayy I feel like Kobe with this glock
I ain't no barber, leave em with a fade
I'm slidin' with my gang, we tryna ball, ain't talkin' bout the 2k
Sometimes you gotta go and get a nigga, gone he fuckin up the pape
Catch that nigga lackin hit him in his dome and now I'm out of the way
Spin, spin, spin
Told my brothers we gon' win, win, win
Got this shit straight out the gutter from the bottom, from the pit
I did all that shit just for my daughter, I don't regret the shit I did
Spin, spin, spin
Told my brothers we gon' win, win, win
Got this shit straight out the gutter from the bottom, from the pit
I did all that shit just for my daughter, I don't regret the shit I did

Written by:
Shemar Walker

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