Trademark Da Skydiver - In it to win it lyrics

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Trademark Da Skydiver - In it to win it lyrics

You know. FB to the SV (verse 1) Ya already know what it is n***a, f** ya if I can't get paid with ya On the mission to get these riches, and shine on these n***as and these b**hes Im bout to get it yes Im bout to get it, no time to play Im strictly bout my business, I grind hard I know no limits I been bout it yall boys timid. Scared money dont make no figures Bank roll jus keep gettin bigga, only puff that OG homie I roll em fat they can't get no bigga, keep it G Im 100 Since day One no stuntin my n***a, you already know how Im comin If its bout money lets run it my n***a I need mine jus like ya need yours No fallin off I can't afford to take no loses I need whats mine Homie come up off it, in the meantime Ima shine regardless Polo sportin lookin flawless, b**hes on me, n***as hatin I swear they phony, on the come up Im gettin it homie No time to chill Im tryina come up quick, stack this paper make extra chips I stay on point never do I slip. I gotta get whats mine, I gotta get whats mine I gotta get whats mine, grind til Im rich Im doin good that make haters sick Im never fallin off, Im never fallin off, Trademark I stay on my sh** (Hook x2) Im only in it to win it, n***a I ain't got nothin to lose I came up from the bottom, you wouldn't last walkin in my shoes I done took wins and loses, its save to say I done paid my dues Im on the grind Im gettin me dont worry bout mine its best you do you (verse 2) Sky high when I step out, I just burned down a fresh ounce Im a real n***a ain't that the truth, I keep it G in and out the booth Stay on my job and go get this loot, Im doin me its best you do you No slowin down on the road to riches I came to far to not come back with it Spit it how I live it, homeboy this ain't a gimmick, Im in the beamer doin 100 Stuntin just burnin loud fifties, thats on the real my n***a, I be chill my n***a Just plotting on these dollar bills my n***a, I ain't ever slippin Ima go getta Since a young boy I been bout my figures. these n***as simping, Im presidential Heard I was hurtin where you gettin your info, Ima real n***a comin out the N.O Real n***a comin out the N.O. ya already know what it is folk Countin cash and weed smoke, Trade stick to that G code, stackin up these C notes (Hook x2)