Текст песни Win (Rittz) с переводом

Yeah

You know what I’m talkin' about

It’s a trip when you’re goin' down

And you got all 'em suckers around

You know what I’m talkin' about

But what’s really fucked up

Is when you get up off your ass

Them same suckers that wanted to see you finish

Now they got to see you winnin'

And they got to see you winnin'

Tabernacle cathedral

Ain’t shit changed, but the time on the wrist watch

And my shit might rhyme, to design this hoodie, they send another gift box

Not the type of rapper you gon' find inside a thrift shop

Running to the money like a pitboss (whoa!)

Taking trips cross-country, My inbox full of titty pics, make a pit stop

You can see the lip prints on my dick from your lip gloss

Pimp shit, bitches always looking shy, tell ‘em get lost

My celebrity affectin' me, somebody must have tipped off people where I live

See them riding by my crib with they phone, poppin' flix off, getting flicked

off

I’ma upgrade soon, 'cause I just made 200,000 every time I check my balance

I’m astounding, counting down my racks, I’m 'bout to lift off

NASA, plasma TV 65 inch, class of 98', skated out in 96'

Glass of Crown Royal, splash of a lime

Whizz, Massive amounts of gas, used to have to buy mids

Used to have to fry fish, thinking how can I fit all this shit inside this

Dumpster without having to dive in, making $ 9 an hour

I barely had enough to buy cigs

And I ain’t trying to say that I’m rich, but I ain’t trippin' on no ‘Port

package

Livin' more lavish, New York status

Got the horseradish and the Au Jus on the side of my prime rib

I’m just proud of what I did

When people see you living better, they lots of Dry Gin

But I ain’t finna let 'em nestle under my skin

Game over, I win in the end 'cause

So much time was spent

Trippin' 'cause I never had a dime to spend

Situation made it hard to find my strength

To convince myself in the end one day

I’d finally win

I knew I’d finally win

And I’ma keep winnin' again, and again, and again

'Cause so much time was spent

Broke in the same boat with my friends

But when I blew there were

More then a few that would try to act cool

But I knew they hate to see me win

They hate to see you win

But I’ma keep winnin' again, and again, and again, and

Feelin' Tom Brady in the Super Bowl

Ridin' in the ' Vette they gon' stay patrol

Rizz on that brown, don’t lose control

All the work gone bring another load

Don’t leave the state, out on parole

Safe full of money, kill me for the code

This a celebration, Laco make a toast

Everybody eatin', fuck who ate the most

Going coast to coast, shop at different states

Jet skis on the lake, feds try to build a case

Stab me in back, smile in your face

Laid back, windows tinted

Home run, ninth innin'

'member days with some pennies

They don’t wanna see me winnin'

So much time was spent

Trippin' 'cause I never had a dime to spend

Situation made it hard to find my strength

To convince myself in the end one day

I’d finally win

I knew I’d finally win

And I’ma keep waitin' again, and again, and again

'Cause so much time was spent

Broke in the same boat with my friends

But when I blew there were

More then a few that would try to act cool

But I knew they hate to see me win

They hate to see you win

But I’ma keep waitin' again, and again, and again, and

I’ve done it all, seen it all

Slick boy, bitch, I was born to ball

Been kickin' up dust and stirrin' up fuss

Since a young nigga was about two feet tall

Been takin' trips back and fourth out the mall

Fuckin' up checks and servin' hard ball

Smoked the best green and shot at dope fiends

And hung with niggas who got lawyers on call

But now we gotta deal with the new wave

Some fake like Shaq wearin' Toupees

All the Instagram cap get you melee’d

Twelve addin' up shit like fifth grade

Some of the friends we grew up with

Ain’t to be fucked with and crab any chance they get

Say that we’d kill for you but steal from you

Too old for that duck shit, quit

Actin' like you solid when you know you ain’t

Ho runnin' through your vein like a blood bank

I mean the shit just pitiful, the hatin' gettin' critical

It rub off on a player like wet paint

Tell your partner that you comin' when you know you can’t

Tell your homie you gonna help them when you know you ain’t

Claimin' that it’s all good but the shit fake

I can tell if you’re a lame from a handshake

Ground floor, I’m getting money be the mandate

At the spot shit movin' like an earthquake

Fuck around get flipped, bitch, pancake

Do a 8, treat the shit like a mixtape

Say I’m strange but my clientele Norman Bates

Open 24/7 with the best rates

Watch the company you keep

Streets give or take

Ain’t a perm on my name and I’m still straight

So much time was spent

Trippin' 'cause I never had a dime to spend

Situation made it hard to find my strength

To convince myself in the end one day

I’d finally win

I knew I’d finally win

And I’ma keep winnin' again, and again, and again

'Cause so much time was spent

Broke in the same boat with my friends

But when I blew there were

More then a few that would try to act cool

But I knew they hate to see me win

They hate to see you win

But I’ma keep waitin' again, and again, and again, and