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russell! – not winning lyrics

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[verse 1: pryde]
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 n-z-s, no way will they go
yeah
yeah

[pre-hook: pryde]
i lost money, then gained money, then made it all back
i dated b-tches, they ruined me, but i got on the right track
f-cked 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

[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!ll me, but these haters k!ll me
i’m laughing, it’s silly
i’m close to a milli
b-tches, they tempt me
my tank ain’t on empty
and if you ain’t with me, then do what you want
in the city, motherf-ckers want my head
back the f-ck up off me, get you some money instead
tried to tell you all this sh-t, like again and again
we ain’t f-cking friends, we ain’t motherf-cking 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-cked 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

[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-tches, hoes, and dudes that act like p-ssies
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-ckers iffy
slept on floors and couches, all for this dream
and i don’t see a chance of me not winning, b-tch
f-ck you

i ain’t gonna let you win over me, no