Friyie — For the Win

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Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Shit, came up from that Jane Strip
Climbin’ up the steps, now we elevatin’
To the top floor, penthouse, vacant
To the top floor, penthouse, Vegas[Verse]
I was crushin’ raw Michelin on my rims
I was in the cold, in the snow with my Timbs
Where were you was at when I was shootin’ in the gym?
First, second, third, fourth quarter, we gon’ win
Shit, yeah, we goin’ for the win
Shooters all around me, still attackin’ to the rim
Where were you was at when I was shootin’ in the gym?
First, second, third, fourth quarter, we gon’ win
Shit, yeah, we goin’ for the win
Ice up on me shinin’, put some diamonds on my limbs
Wildin’ in Toronto, I be flyin’ like I’m Vince (Carter)
Where were you was at when I was shootin’ in the gym?
Five percent the tints when I’m ridin’ in the whip
Product of the Finch, put the product on the strip
Out of town driven, puttin’ mileage on the whip
Out of town trippin’ like I’m climbing up a cliff
Dollars, I done fell in love with it, I need more
Problems, I can’t get enough of ’em anymore
I can never trust a ho, no, not anymore
I can never trust a ho, no, not anymore
One hundred percentage all the time, that’s what I kept it
You can never tell me when I buckled under pressure
I could never say I want the most and nothin’ lesser
Had to take a step back and reflect on all my blessings
Do a hundred fifty steady, ain’t no lane switching (Never)
I be ridin’ with the same that I came with (Forever)
247, never do I change shifts, ayy
You know that there ain’t a thing that I can’t get, ayy
‘Member when they try to tell me that I ain’t shit
Hundreds, keep ’em comin’, now them bundles can’t fit
I can tell you, I can tell you what that ‘caine whip
Look me in my eyes, tell you what that pain is

[Chorus]
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Youngin had to get it, came up off that pavement
Shit, came up from that Jane Strip
Climbin’ up the steps, now we elevatin’
To the top floor, penthouse, vacant
To the top floor, penthouse, Vegas