Wins & Losses (Explicit) - Meek Mill

Written by：Meek Mill

You have to eat the dream

You have to sleep the dream

You have to dream the dream

You gotta touch

You have to see it when nobody else sees it

You have to feel it when it's not tangible

You have to believe it when you cannot see it

You gotta be possessed with the dream

Yeah any weapon formed against us shall not prosper

Young ni**a started with Oodles of noodles now we eating lobster

As I walk through the valley with my ladder in flex

I'm the realest ni**a in it I just happen to rap

When they all thought we was finished they was laughing at that

So I went and bought me a Dawn and flipped that hat to the back

F**k 'em

New jewelry new whips on the way now

Brr brr that's yo b**ch on the way now

Mama told me if you fall never stay down

Stand up ni**a I can never lay down

Wins and the losses it come with being bosses

Shoot a p**sy ni**a in his head if he cross us

Take that sh*t to trial if the feds making offers

Five hundred thou' Louis said we lookin' awesome

Swap that Patek for them cuffs take them off us

Lil' b**ch call me Lil' Fish

Niggas tryna turn my lights out it's still lit

Streets calling and they said they was some real sh*t

Young bull looking like he hit a real lick

I got too many foreigns man this sh*t getting borin'

Half a milli' last week you would've thought I was touring

Niggas tried to count me out I guess they thought I was normal

They ain't know I was different I'm like Lord be my witness

'Cause we was f**king up them dishes in my grandmama kitchen

Killed a pigeon thought the vision break it down on my niggas

F**k they opinions why would I listen they ain't see the vision

When I had a foreign but they know

I ain't see them b**ches so I'ma ball on 'em

Magic City let it fall on 'em

And all my niggas stayed down with me

Know I be there if they call on me

Yeah my ni**a bail half a milli he made it home in a week

Even my momma know how I'm rocking I go on them streets

Glock 40 keep it on me we rolling 32 deep

Bulletproof everything just let me know if it's beef we bring the war

I just wanna shine like my rollie

Put in all this time that they owe me

Made it to a nine and we litty

Dropping 60s too like we Kobe oh

Pushing the foreigns drive through the trenches

Top of the food chain head of commission

We breaking niggas without permission

Never was personal it was business

Brrr settle down let it settle down

Couldn't tell me sh*t when

I was broke f**k they gon' tell me now

I'm running round Glock with a drum that hold a hundred rounds

If it was f**k them niggas then it's f**k them niggas

Now f**k 'em

Never change on my roll dawgs

'Bout that Cain bang them thangs like we O-Dog

Walk up in a dealer and I pull that rolls off

These niggas said I wouldn't make it like I told y'all ahh