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Nasty C - Born To Win Feat Emtee [Mini Clip Video] Edited By Manutheboi
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nasty C
Nasty C
Rap
Emtee
Emtee
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nasty C
Nasty C
Composer
Mthembeni Ndevu
Mthembeni Ndevu
Composer
waytoogone
waytoogone
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Waytoolost
Waytoolost
Producer
nofuk
nofuk
Producer

Lyrics

Uh, first we will fail and then we get back up on 'Cause we never was born to quit You won't prevail from sittin' at home alone Boy, you need to get off your dick Time will tell what we end up sittin' on I just hope all my niggas get rich Money to me that's like nails to the itch My security pop out the stick like a witch She want the money, think I'ma give it to her She ain't never just pop it like this I'm in her mind, she flex on her best friend She said "Bitch, you ain't got it like this" They tryna find me, I'm on my next plan I been tryna stay out of the mix Gotta go back to the church and repent Don't think I'll Make it to heaven like this Yeah, I be shinin' like Riri said My VVS is Chris Breezy I be crying when I see the bread I never had it this easy My tears drop like Weezy My tear drops is like Fiji At the fucking top is where you'll meet me But y'all niggas can't see me Uh, ayy, I was born to win Uh, hey, hey, I was born to win Uh, hey, hey, I was born to win I got racks on my mind and you know that I got gold in my mouth like I'm kodak Outta state all the time, I'm a nomad I take care all of mine and they know that But they always gon' know where the door at (yeah) Ayy, back in this bitch like I never left Lost my nigga so I'm by myself This life thing put me through the test I walk in here buh without a vest Surrounded by thugs, shooters and plugs They showing me love, ayy When I'm in the club Always somebody asking for a buck, ayy Had to let go of the, uh I'm focused enough 'cause they looking up I had enough, had to get up Years later they ain't fucking with us, ayy Bitch, I was born to win That's why I'm going in I'm on these songs Tryna get on and sit on the throne again Nobody doing it better Me and my dawg had to get together I'm hella strong, Italian leather Me falling off, my nigga never Taking it easy, staying out the way Too many people got somethin' to say Niggas be twerking, man that shit is, uh You want a feature then you gotta pay Ayy, look how they treat me today Back in the day, it wasn't the same Even before or after the chain Nigga was looking for someone to blame Uh And it's me, uh 'Cause I came from the streets, uh I was born to win, uh Bitch, I was born to win, ayy I was born to win, ayy
Writer(s): Mthembeni Ndevu, Mathias Thalhofer, Nsikayesizwe David Ngcobo, Waytoogone Waytoogone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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