It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you Without a Mustard beat to step to Flex to, let loose, finesse to Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too Aw damn, no they didn't Three Musketeers back together and they winning And they getting too

Started to lose friends when they notice you winning They see that we winning You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing Ridin 'round, out of bounds 40 cal, 30 rounds Never gonna love no broke ass bitch,

People keep talkin', I just keep winning I'm just like "Fuck it" They just want clout, I'm just so poppin' I do whatever I want, whenever I want I love it (woo, woo) They talkin' reckless, I don't believe 'em, I think they bluffin' (they just be talkin')

Fall into me Let me breathe the air you breathe When it comes to us Every single touch is something special When we're wrapped up in those sheets Yeah we're winning, we're losing When we're losing sleep Light a candle Turn all the lights down low

I had to reco-reco-reconig-i-ize it A lot of these niggas tell real lies They not 'bout shit in real life And that's something that I had to realize (Realize) (Reco-reco-reconig-i-ize) They see me winning and now they don't like it (Yeah, I know they

Girl I don't wanna be the one you iggin' I need me a li'l baby who gon' listen Li'l Kodak they don't like to see you winnin' They wanna see you in the penitentiary My mama told me, "Boy make a decision" Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision They sendin'

na na nana na na na Congratulations Help me find a sharper knife, I need to cut you out my life I take it all, I let it slide But hey, you went too far this time Congratulations, got what you wanted You're winning now Congratulations, you got your shot in

Oh Lord, when will the road run out I'm on the road but I'm in doubt And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I'm willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days The good ol' days

I've got the salt skin Running to where he is Never going to give in Even with the strength He's stealing salt skin Telling me I'm winning Wars they created Just to understand The meaning (of)

I got it under control, oh, oh I got it under control I feel like I'm winnin' again I feel like I'm seein' again I feel like I'm breathin' again Now the smoke has cleared and the end is near It was my illusion Like a broken dream, I was incomplete But