Will To Win

[Produced by The Renaissance] [Verse 1: Soupa] I run the town, I could burn this shit My money, I earn this shit Polo on I wear this shit I ain't never been scared of shit On the corner I'm burning piff Street Smarts I learn this shit I don't mix with these herbish kids No sleep we just work and shit Drunk and dusty, guns could touch me I don't feel no pain, dog I been through hell and back Cooling in the flame, dog Oh shit, what's your name, ma? I been going through some things Gained some foes and lost some friend's Oh shit here we go, I'ma grab my piece then load a shot I don't even know if we'll blow or not Either way I'm still on the block Wavy niggas trying to own a yacht Been broke as f*ck, but I'm honest bitch Smoked away the whole scholarship Bang a chick at my mama's crib Still the ill nigga on my strip Overcame what they said I can't Riding through I ain't change the paint Keep the fame, I'll just stay the same Cooling out this here my game Hustle Hard let's win this shit Open doors we all in this bitch Cashing out, give me my chips Will to Win my g that's it [Chorus] Made a promise to myself that I’ll become a king Told my nigga rise above, you can become a king They ain’t see it then, but watch as I become a king That’s loyalty That’s royalty [Verse 2: A-live] What could I be afraid of, it's like I played this game twice Making more than them teachers who never said my name right My flame bright, ask the world My game tight, ask ya girl I been around and shut it down in places you won't last at all Got bad cards, had bad odds, despite that I wouldn't fold Now bad cars and bad broads is something like my usual The same guy you used to know When you said I wouldn't blow Now its on, yeah its on And I see you looking though The oldest son of an immigrant, so the hunger is gonna be imminent Militant, killing shit, ride with me, lets get a mil And I ain't tryna stunt on you I hope the will to win encourage you All I see is greatness Destiny and haters God gave me no patience So better not make me wait for shit This ain’t for the faint of heart The coulds before my reign gonna start The crown you see is made of gold Still out here so I thank you God