Just Win

Written by：Andrew Hale/Jay Jenkins/Josh Cross/Alden Ellis/Samuel Hale

My mother used to say birds of a feather flock together

If you run around with losers

You will end up a loser

It's necessary you get the losers out of your life

If you want to live your dream

Win my just win

It's a dirty world but that still spin

And we don't trust the preachers or the crooked politicians

The mother always talking they don't ever want to listen

I'm reeking of success you can smell it thru my pores

And when I build my dream house I'm hiding money in the floors

You wanna prove me wrong in the end

Just win my just win

What's up what's up

Grinding everyday dying everyday

Either you hustle or your starve no other way

Being rich that a talent being broke that's a profession

See I woke up un incarcerated that there is a blessing

None of your business don't ask me why

Don't know what I had to do to get it don't ask me

Why I'm flexing

I was born with a gift I'm a bread winner

Whole team gotta eat we just dodging fed dinners

I just wanna win but they set me up to lose

The streets kick ya a** yeah I'm talking judo

At the end of the day how many you know

That's what a do though

I'm praying for a better day I'm being optimistic

He said he want the same thing I said be more specific

It's hard out here my people sick and tired of struggling

All this clown a** my people sick and tired of juggling

Win my just win

It's a dirty world but that still spin

And we don't trust the preachers or the crooked politicians

The mother always talking they don't ever want to listen

I'm reeking of success you can smell it thru my pores

And when I build my dream house I'm hiding money in the floors

You wanna prove me wrong in the end

Just win my just win

What's up

Can't wake up cause I ain't been to sleep

And the that I got on I been in it for a week

I see white air ones but my fingernails dirty

When you don't see me on the block my clientele get worried

In the back of my mind in front of my brain

I'm a pretty good shot but this ain't my aim

Want to live the American dream like Uncle Haus and his wife

Work hard feed my kids see what that be like

For now I'm seeing junkies and pipes

Making sure a solider put a uniform on and go and earn him some stripes

See my counselor told me education or you starve

Last time I seen her she ain't even have a job

Gangbang sell d**e or rob

Welcome to the African American mob

When you probably gone die even less than your worth

Leave your momma with the bill a funeral home and a church

You got

Win my just win

It's a dirty world but that still spin

And we don't trust the preachers or the crooked politicians

The mother always talking they don't ever want to listen

I'm reeking of success you can smell it thru my pores

And when I build my dream house I'm hiding money in the floors

You wanna prove me wrong in the end

Just win my just win

What's up

It's necessary to know that everybody won't see it

That everybody won't join you

That everybody won't have the vision

It's necessary to know that a lot of people want to complain

But they don't want to do anything about there situation

That you're an uncommon breed you know

You have to know within yourself

That I can do this

Even if no one else sees it for me

I can see it for myself that's necessary that's necessary