Verse 1 Win or lose clap dem fools Dressed to the nine new cap and shoes We play to win , ya f dem rules We know dem moves I'm favor to to win a game or two, like champions do I battle through like soliders do Lifes bout winning ain't gonna lose We making major moves , protect my family jewels Raa .....It's the game of life I Looked in the mirror and found the fight Then I found a mic now we getting likes Ain't gonna fall back , Reaching further heights Unsigned hype the buzz is real No kryptonite, I'm the man of steel Big deal, top dog, generation X I conquered my goals dis game is next Chorus I lay awake at night Late conversations with my demons They keep Screaming at me I can't make no one happy haters right? Am I mistaken or am i facing the same ones I keep replacing em Verse 2 I take the L Cause I handle it well Last time that I fell I rose up Not giving a **** Right back in the starter block Won't quit no way in hell Been through too much To lose touch Comin through in a clutch What you mean you never heard of us Heads up We those mother ****as rapping In the back of the bus Looking for a spot up On the podium Open up your mouth Spit out the sodium Too cold Leaving bitches with pneumonia Too hot Getting riches petroleum Me and fuzz Just the two of us Beatbox freestyle Was humorous Reactions numerous Doing something that we love It was new to us I knew because Don't be acting Like you ain't capture the passion Caption on your reaction Reads glorious magic happened Like who the **** are these Warrior wielding hatchets Victorious running out the forest Crazy as bat shit Let's step in da ring we go pound for pound sting like a bee the butterfly is down A champ is crowned, a new sheriff in town Blood, sweat and tears unstoppable now I do it with ease one hundred victories The art of war ancient strategies It's likes riding bike man, brush off the mic stand try to be an Mc, ya just a hype man Chorus I lay awake at night Late conversations with my demons They keep Screaming at me I can't make no one happy haters right? Am I mistaken or am i facing the same ones I keep replacing em Verse 3 Knock knock Hope you left the doors unlocked Top notch brothers Ya we coming in hot Hopscotch Ya we skipped a couple of spots Popped off the top Of a bottle of scotch Got caught by the cops With a wobbly pop I should probably stop But Ima probably not Mama never made a quitter Wasn't raised to give up Run the track fuzz blaze this shit up At the top pop pop poping it off Got those Op Ops opposing my props But I'm, not, bought, by labels and sharks It's a, cold world, believe it or not I'm, Ruthless, cleaning your clock I'll be going out swinging, ain't taking this loss Got that Jaw drip , dripping in sauce We flawless , and winning it all Chorus I lay awake at night Late conversations with my demons They keep Screaming at me I can't make no one happy haters right? Am I mistaken or am i facing the same ones I keep replacing em I take the L