Russell Llantino - Not Winning lyrics

[Verse 1: Pryde] Yeah Yeah They try to stop me, they gon' catch a body They playing sloppy, you know that they're not me My aura is godly They wanna copy They wanna bump 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 been with the posse Ain't pushing no Mas'i These haters like Nazis, now where do I go? [Pre-hook: Pryde] I lost money, then gained money, then made it all back I dated b**hes, they ruined me, but I got on the right track f**ed up a reel, broke photo week, but this week I count stacks My family cried, like way too much, I had to tell 'em, "That's that" Ohhhh [Refrain: Pryde] 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 [Verse 2: Pryde] They try to k** me, but these haters k**ed me I'm laughing, it's silly I'm close to a milli b**hes, they tempt me My tank ain't on empty And if you ain't with me, then you with you own In the city, motherf**ers want my head Back the f** up off me, get you some money instead Tried to tell you all this sh**, like you'll get it again We ain't f**ing friends, we ain't mother f**ing friends [Pre-hook: Pryde] I lost money, then gained money, then made it all back My old crew, they ruined me, but I got on the right track f**ed up a reel, broke photo week, but this week I count stacks Slept on the couch, but got too stressed out, had to tell them, "That's that" Ohhhh [Refrain: Pryde] 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 [Outro: Pryde] 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 b**hes, hoes, and dudes that act like pussies 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 motherf**ers iffy Slept on floors and couches, all for this dream And I don't see a chance of me not winning, b**h f** you I ain't gonna let you win over me, no