Second Win

Word from my inner G From on we checkin energy You better talk nice to me And love is all that it better be I can tell that they feeling me She all in my head Like why is you filling me Then I look in her eyes I can tell you been feeling me It's no surprise I have no match But I got the light And that's no surprise You need a lift I brought the wave Now you want a ride And that's no suprise This is my second wind I'm on my second win You niggas lost again Seems you niggas lost again You got me confused I am that dude No matter the mood What's matter to fools I stay dropping the jewels They sleep while they walk What's the matter wit fools What they after is crude But that's what they choose Or at least how they move No time for the preach Not the one for the speech But you try to reach and trust me I'll prove Dont touch him it's cool I been had the moves Since I was in school And been had the plan Like I'm the artist who drew Tools irregular, timing impeccable Kyn synonymous wit clutch I need less of what you rollin in And more of what you rollin up More money coming in keep the money piling up I'm peeping she dont really love Kyn she just tryna f*ck And I might let her come