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Win Again
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Win Again wurde am 25. April 2025 von MBC The label als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtCheckmate
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Veröffentlichungsdatum25. April 2025
LabelMBC The label
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LOM Rudy
LOM Rudy
Performer
Kerch Dolla
Kerch Dolla
Performer
Derrick Rendles Jr
Derrick Rendles Jr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LOM Rudy
LOM Rudy
Songwriter
Derrick Rendles Jr
Derrick Rendles Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kmoney Beats
Kmoney Beats
Producer

Songtexte

And they hate when I sit and think and use my mind to solve my problems (yeah)
They writing me from these fake pages, wonder why I'm not responding
My life don't have a happy ending, but I ain't getting no massage (at all)
Just from saying a couple sentences, now I got a bunch of comments (alright)
They want me to stoop down to 'em, be outside so they can catch me (hey)
I ain't arguing online, with no ****, that shit messy (yeah)
I ain't buying no dope if it ain't like yoga, I can't stretch it (can't do it)
If I got a bone to pick, I got a dog, he go fetch it (okay)
Girl, I ain't rich all the time, so if you do it, take this tension (take ten)
If you catch him while I got that dog shit in, take this fifty (I got it)
Yeah, I know I signed a gun law, but I gotta take this with me (for real)
And some **** know I sent them, so they gotta fake it with me (uh-huh)
Know you a real or battle rap, but I done got some **** smacked
So many bitches in my cart, I put a lot of bitches back (okay)
They say I had it with the robe, but now I got it with this rap (what?)
Like I ain't brushed my teeth in months, they know I'm coming for them plaques (yeah)
I was fucked up and I guess they thought I couldn't win again
They want me to crash and go back, they want me to sin again
They want me to go spend fifty-twenty, might be ten again (might be ten)
I be staring to myself, what they want me to kill again? (Yeah)
I was fucked up and I guess they thought I couldn't win again
They want me to crash and go back, they want me to sin again
They want me to go spend fifty-twenty, might be ten again
I be staring to myself, what they want me to kill again?
I can't walk inside no club if I can't bring my pistol in (at all)
Pop one and she pop two, now she trying to kiss her friends
I drop cheese and rap myself when I'm trying to get that man (uh-uh)
That bitch bad for you to keep her, know you gotta hit that hand (what up?)
At Homicide Again, they tryna prove me shit again (they can't)
Might tattoo a F-E-N 'cause it's thuggin' in my skin (except me)
How the fuck you look me in my eye and lie again? (What?)
I done lost respect when **** ain't rapping their names
I might pop out with a pop out, she look bad as fuck (you know it)
New kid add me up, know them crackers mad as fuck
**** livid, heard you reminiscing 'bout the old times
Guess you miss it, heard you survived but your mans died
But it get deeper, **** who I raised tryna switch on me
But it get deeper, bitches who I made talking shit 'bout me
That shit weak, I guess they figure like
Dollar one gon' never win again
One gon' put that blend again, take shit on that chin again
I was fucked up and I guess they thought I couldn't win again
They want me to crash and go back, they want me to sin again
They want me to go spend fifty-twenty, might be ten again
I be staring to myself, what they want me to kill again?
I was fucked up and I guess they thought I couldn't win again
They want me to crash and go back, they want me to sin again
They want me to go spend fifty-twenty, might be ten again
I be staring to myself, what they want me to kill again?
Written by: Derrick Rendles Jr, Kerch Dolla, LOM Rudy
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