Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wins & Losses, artist - Meek Mill. Album song Wins & Losses, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
Wins & Losses |
| 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 nigga started with Oodles of noodles, now we eating lobster |
| As I walk through the valley with my ladder in flex |
| I’m the realest nigga 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 |
| Fuck 'em |
| New jewelry, new whips on the way now |
| Brr, brr, that’s yo bitch on the way now |
| Mama told me if you fall, never stay down |
| Stand up nigga, I can never lay down |
| Wins and the losses, it come with being bosses |
| Shoot a pussy nigga in his head if he cross us |
| Take that shit to trial if the feds making offers |
| Five hundred thou', lawyer said we lookin' awesome |
| Swap that Patek for them cuffs, take them off us |
| Lil' bitch, call me Lil' Fish |
| Niggas tryna turn my lights out, it’s still lit |
| Streets calling and they said they want some real shit |
| Young bull looking like he hit a real lick |
| I got too many foreigns, man this shit getting borin' |
| Half a milli' last week, you would’ve thought I was touring |
| Niggas 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 fucking up them dishes in my grandmama kitchen |
| Get a pigeon, do division, break it down on my niggas |
| Fuck they opinions why would I listen, they ain’t see the vision |
| When I had a foreign I ain’t see them bitches |
| So I’ma ball on 'em |
| Magic City, let it fall on 'em |
| And all my niggas stayed down with me |
| Know I be there if they call on me |
| Yeah! |
| My nigga 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 (Trenches) |
| Top of the food chain, head of commission ('Mission) |
| We wackin' niggas without permission ('Mission) |
| Never was personal, it was business (Brrrrr!) |
| Brrr, settle down, let it settle down |
| Couldn’t tell me shit when I was broke |
| Fuck they gon' tell me now? |
| I’m running round |
| Glock with a drum that hold a hundred rounds (Brrr!) |
| If it was «Fuck them niggas» then |
| It’s fuck them niggas now, fuck '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 niggas said I wouldn’t make it like I told y’all |
| Ahh! |