Wins On Me - CANON, Derek Minor, Tony Tillman

Wins on me

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

Wins on me

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

I’m a prodigy, ain’t no meal for this ticket

I ain’t no lottery, no robbing me

Joy coming in the morning, they can’t bother me

I’m proud of me, thought I had be hurt

No I ain’t gotta be, took off, had to refined my worth

Got my mind to ease, the worse side of me comes out of me

When I don’t see no transitions, stuck in the same frame or clip

With no ammunition

I am viscous.

They can’t handle me, I’m too ambitious

Ain’t nobody invited you and your friends, this is fam bidness

I prolly shouldn’t be worried bout your haters, let that fade off

Whichever teacher told me I wasn’t gone make should of got laid off

I know a lot you thinking, when the education gone pay off

Know yo worth, add tax and take off

Oh yeah I gotta win, I can tell they ain’t want us around they ain’t gotta say

it

Been doing this a long time, I put that on my momma head

Game recognize game we good

We ain’t gotta play it

I been in the gym, all week

Leveled up tho.

Owwee

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

I’m a big dog, no leash

You all bark, no teeth

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

Thats a whole lotta wins on me

Come thru like I’m dolamite, hol' up this a holy site

You think u a legend Wut they say I say fasho u right

All I ever kno is being OG I’m a prototype

Cooler than a polo sweater brighter than a police light

Beast mode this a deep grind, speak gold up in each line

No cheat code I’m a beast bro, you a bistro and it’s eat time

Got big goals and a big dreams on a beach shore taking me time

My whole team lit too tuff we too up like a peace sign

I’m real, raised up in the field, grinding while the Son is on me I ain’t got

no chill

Get it out the dirt and work like I ain’t got deal

I’m tryna blow a hunnad bands then tell you lames how it feel

We ain’t throwing up a brick dawg, the game tipped off

I’m out the kennel catch me running with the big dawgs, don’t hear the critics

They can kick rocks like kickball, they not important boy I’m Jordan to the

pitfalls

Too many Ls Over there I’m tryna big ball, I’m tryna level up a bit I’m talking

rich Paul

I hit the floor and get it jumping like I’m crisscross

Throw me and canon in the booth and that’s a hit dawg

I been in the gym, all week

Leveled up tho.

Owwee

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

I’m a big dog, no leash

You all bark, no teeth

That’s a whole lotta wins on me

Thats a whole lotta wins on me