Not Winning
 Yeah
 Yeah
 They try to stop me, they won't catch a body
 They playing sloppy, you know that they not me
 My aura is godly, they wanna copy
 They all up on me, oh, what am I to do?
 Dudes wanna rob me, the street life is not me
 Ten deep in a lobby, I can't let 'em drop me
 I'm here with the posse
 Ain't pushing no Mas'i
 These haters like Nazis, no way will they go
 Yeah
 Yeah
 I lost money, then gained money, then made it all back
 I dated *******, they ruined me, but I got on the right track
 ****ed up a reel, broke for the week, but this week I count stacks
 My family cried, like way too much, I had to tell 'em, "That's that"
 Ohhhh
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 They try to kill me, but these haters kill me
 I'm laughing, it's silly
 I'm close to a milli
 *******, they tempt me
 My tank ain't on empty
 And if you ain't with me, then do what you want
 In the city, mother****ers want my head
 Back the **** up off me, get you some money instead
 Tried to tell you all this shit, like again and again
 We ain't ****ing friends, we ain't mother****ing friends
 I lost money, then gained money, then made it all back
 My old crew, they ruined me, but I got on the right track
 ****ed up a reel, broke for the week, but this week I count stacks
 Slept on the couch, but got too stressed out, had to tell them, "That's that"
 Ohhhh
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no
 Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder
 Written on the walls, they want me dead
 I ain't gotta talk to you no more
 I just know you're aiming at my head
 *******, hoes, and dudes that act like *****es
 Always wanna come and try to push me
 Always wanna come and try to end me
 Always wanna come and try to tempt me
 I ain't on the wave or tryna fight
 Leave my house like I might die tonight
 Rolled a paper, make me fly to heights
 Will I be rich at 25? I might
 You ain't gotta try to come convince me
 I know all you mother****ers iffy
 Slept on floors and couches, all for this dream
 And I don't see a chance of me not winning, *****
 **** you
 I ain't gonna let you win over me, no