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Born 2 Lose, Built 2 Win

 

Born 2 Lose, Built 2 Win


Apex living, I'm an apex predator
Smoking good on kush, she OG rolled up by the cookie jar
Riding never silent but we vibing bitch you know what's up
Ima eat the juice out of these bitches like I'm Dracula
Ratchets with extensions, mind boggling, would've prayed for none
And this the same shit, they on the block never saying nothing
I was posted counting hundreds thinking I was made for nothing
Niggas used to hate but when they show up, never ain't saying nothing
Nigga had to ball like it's all for a playing call
Woadie I've been going through it all just to see the top
Nigga had to ball like it's all for a playing call
Woadie I've been going through it all just to see the top

Okay, apex living I'm an apex predator
Loaded like a semi-automatic when the tables turns
Me and Grimmie riding they don't want it, damn angel dust
Me and Katie and Kellen, five hundered xans to get 'em off
Six months later I'm touring up a rental bus
Bitches didn't want me but know they wanting their cookies took
Wanna pop her, she was elegant, you can't even touch
I got a fucking brick on my ear the size of a hubba-bubba
So I cut my gums with 'em diamond clusters
Like yeah we working on a foreign come fuck with us next summer
All These rappers half death, so I'm death at war with a monster
Nigga Earl cosigned me you act like I ain't a problem
Everything looked like an illusion, I had it thought I was losing
But losing turned into winning when you the one who was shooting
Two twin Glocks popped, sparked the conversations that we removed
And I was booked to fucking win, never appealed to losing

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