Aye, somebody gotta win, man

Somebody gotta lose

Ya know what I mean?

Navigating this life shit

This shit so crazy, it's like, shit just be happening

And you gotta just adjust to this shit, fuck it

You gotta stay on track, you gotta move with a purpose

I'm in a spot with a mask, I water whip till it's perfect

Know the game ain't worth it, but we still gotta eat

50 need new shoes, and baby boy gotta eat

I swear I'm all in my head, I be stressin' a lot

But I'm also thankful, God bless me a lot

'Cause I'm makin' a lot, B's shakin' the block

Steady makin' deposits, I'm a grown ass-man

I might slip a little bit, but I come back hot

Might MAC a little bit, but I don't got time

'Cause the coupe cost nine, only one of them kind

Yeah, I'm one of them guys, mm-hmm, good job

Ten karat my stone, they won't leave me alone

Why I'm bringin' the pole? Why my game so strong?

Really, I don't know, really, I just go

Daily I get chose, AP, frost gold

Somebody gotta win, somebody gotta lose

I'm stackin' up my wins, I'm ridin' twenty-twos

Somebody go cop, somebody go sell

Somebody go keep it G, somebody go tell

Somebody go ho, somebody go pimp

Somebody sell zips, somebody sell bricks

Somebody go leave, somebody go sit

Only thing I know, nigga, I'ma get rich

Heavyweight in the game

Everybody know me

But without the money, cars, and girls, I'm still me

I was down on my ass

Nobody had me

I was living so wrong

But a nigga had to eat, yeah, yeah

Somethin' 'bout them trees off in California

And what they do in cities when they hit the corner

You can tell what it is when you smell aroma

35 to the head put you in a coma

Only in for one night, flight leave at noon

I hit her with the stick, left her in the room

Gotta meet the truck, put the cheese in the tuck

Can't be pressin' luck, makin' sure it always touch

Dirty game, but we play it scurvy

Bottom, she on auto out in Albuquerque

TSA be trippin' and they probably search me

But all I got are Skittles and a little Hershey

Checkin' Cho, I'm a cheddar boy

Put a big bag down any weather, boy

If you see me in the field, know I'm active duty

And her name Ruby, Ruby got a real booty

Somebody gotta win, somebody gotta lose

I'm stackin' up my wins, I'm ridin' twenty-twos

Somebody go cop, somebody go sell

Somebody go keep a G, somebody go tell

Somebody go ho, somebody go pimp

Somebody sell zips, somebody sell bricks

Somebody go leave, somebody go sit

Only thing I know, nigga, I'ma get rich

Heavyweight in the game

Everybody know me

But without the money, cars, and girls, I'm still me

I was down on my ass

Nobody had me

I was livin' so wrong

But a nigga had to eat, yeah, yeah