(Chorus)
You win some, you lose some
I herd that my whole life
I her that my whole life
But that doesn’t make it right

Ok you got ahead tonight
Man that doesn’t make it right
Man that doesn’t make it right
How can you sleep at night

(Verse 1)
Sean, ni**a you on, damn ni**a you on
You was a millionaire
But your ni**as is still at home
Damn ni**a you did it
But damn it you did it wrong
You got time for that gig
But not time for the phone
Got it right with your endz
But f**ked it up with your friends

I seen your ass up on TV
Touch up on them twins
You don’t know about hard times
You clutched up in that Benz
Get tired of f**king hoes
And get the f**King their friends
Ni**a’s want handouts, and I only got two
Now I’m on the phone talking to my mom
Like I only got you

Getting dressed up for court, that’s a lawsuit
Ain’t wearing V necks but ni**a’s
Ask what happen to the crew
Now am in court for some s**t I didn’t do
Cause of my ni**a knowing
My career coulda been through
So when it’s time to travel
Management says I only need two

Listening to them when I’m the one who make the rules
I’m just a victim of the life
Though that I ain’t tryna lose
This a dream, I had a wake
Up call and missed snooze
Lately though my family been too happy
I just turned my mama
Hooptie to a new caddy

People thinking I’m rich
And I wish they knew that
I been signed for four years
And I’m just able to do that
Worry bout my next rolex time piece
My ni**a Tone worry about our sis, Shanice

We supposed to be the role models
No wonder why she wanna smoke weed and skip college
Is this the example I’m tryna to set?
Are these the people I’mma forget
Are these the times I’mma regret?
Living life wishing I could hit reset but, but

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)
OK you win some, lose some
Break some, bruise some
Life could be a test
Multiple choice, choose some
Choose one, Stick with it man
Prove some
Sometimes the best teacher
Is our self going through something

Real life will teach your ass way too fast
I always thought my last girl
Was suppose to be my last
I got four aunties, two uncles, one dad
One mom, two brothers, and 200 ni**a’s mad
And it’s only one me, Divide it and do the math
I’m the one the dropped out
Got no time for the class
How am I suppose to have time for everyone I just said?

I don’t even have time for everything in my head
On my way to see Kim and ye both tie the knot
Wishing me and you were
No strings attached but were nots
Man that’s drama, drama, drama
So deep that call each others mamas, mamas

We need a break I mean comma, comma, comma
I’m trying homie but she always
Picks the wrong time my phone dying on me
In the bed crying on me, talking lie on me
It s**ks to hit the internet
And see your lying on me

Is this the example I’m tryna to set?
Are these the people I’mma forget
Are these the times I’mma regret?
Living life wishing I could hit reset but, but

(Repeat Chorus)