[Verse I]

You don't know wins feel like, I think I do

They say I'm the realist out...y'all ain't got no clue

This is cemo, nah I'm way more sicker than that

My State Farm as napalm, I think they gotta be more quicker than that

Carry the game on my back, more liver than Xbox

My capitals going capital, and that's no caps locked

Okay These space bars go way hard I hope you have endurance

To the finish line I crash landed, but I ain't got no insurance

Look they feeling good, I'm feeling great

My stomach full, see these empty plates?

Now scrape...turn down for what I'm straight

If its hate involved I'm late, they better pump thеy brakes

I'm so fuel injectеd, no lames can test it, so trust me it ain't safe!

I give them what they need and you give them what you ain't

This LUTE season, cut them lose and they still bleeding

Closed the deal they ain’t breathing!

They say don't be a product of your environment

So imagine where I’ll be when I retire then

[Chorus]

You don't know what these wins

Feel like

You don't know what these ends feel like

They ask me why I do it

They tell me it’s just music

Don’t brother me I’m working

I think I found my purpose and they stressing

(They stressed out, don't feel left out)

Man they stressing

(They stressed out, don't feel left out)

They tell me it’s just music

Don’t brother me I’m working

I think I found my purpose and they stressing

[Verse II]

Don't know what these ends like

This music my real life

These words and verbs just like my women need them skin tight

Ohio player, but want the world

Creating futures for these little boys and girls

And to the world, just put that work in

Build the economy but everybody hurting

Give them a piece of mind but everybody lurking

Prepared to go to war but everybody merking!

Boy I go strong, my time is now they prolong

From the beginning I been dope, period they run on

These sentences been witnesses to the judge and jury

Mr. nice watch please don't judge my jewelry

Jesus pieces gives me telekinesis

Made my own lane, they feel facetious

My hood up, lil Jon

No convict gone Akon

Skittles on the wheel , ice tea in the grill

No justice I'm Treyvon!

[Chorus]

You don't know what these wins

Feel like

You don't know what these ends feel like

They ask me why I do it

They tell me it’s just music

Don’t brother me I’m working

I think I found my purpose and they stressing

(They stressed out, don't feel left out)

Man they stressing

(They stressed out, don't feel left out)

They tell me it’s just music

Don’t brother me I’m working

I think I found my purpose and they stressing