Nasty C – Born To Win Lyrics ft Emtee

Nasty C – Born To Win ft Emtee Full Lyrics

Nasty C – Born To Win ft Emtee Full Lyrics
Nasty C – Born To Win Lyrics ft Emtee

Nasty C – Born To Win Lyrics ft Emtee below:

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
First we will fail and then we get back up on ’cause we never was born to quit
You won’t prevail from sittin’ in 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 [?] 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 my 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 cryin’ when I see the bread, I never had it this easy
My tears drop like Weezy
My tear drops like Fiji
At the fuckin’ top is where you’ll meet me
But y’all niggas can’t see me

[Chorus: Nasty C]
Uh, ayy, I was born to win
Uh, hey-hey, I was born to win
Uh, hey-hey, I was born to win

[Post-Chorus: Nasty C]
I got racks on my mind and you know that
I got gold in my mind it’s like I’m Kodak
Out of 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 dough at

[Verse 2: Emtee]
(Yeah, Ayy)
Back in this bitch like I never left
Lost my niggas so I’m by myself
This life thing put me to the test
I walk in Hillbrow without a vest
Surrounded by thugs, shooters and plugs
They showin’ me love ayy
When I’m in the club, always somebody askin’ for a buck, ayy
Had to let go of the uh-
I’m focusin’ up ’cause they lookin’ up
I had enough, had to get up
Years later they ain’t fuckin’ with us, ayy
Bitch I was born to win
That’s why I’m goin’ in
I’m on these songs, tryna get on and sit on the throne again
Nobody doin’ it better
Me and my dawg had to get together
I’m hella strong, Italian leather
We fallin’ off, my nigga never
Takin’ it easy, stayin’ out the way
Too many people got somethin’ to say
Niggas be twerkin’, 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
They always lookin’ for someone to blame, ayy

[Outro: Emtee]
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

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