Made Bosses

[Chorus: Emanny & Conway the Machine]

The wins and losses make bosses, we all don't last in this game

Some got locked up or saw coffins, just thank God I found my way

A few went up, some went down

Speak for those who ain’t around

Hah? (Trust) Talk to 'em, king

Yeah

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]

I just wanted to make my mama smile (No cap)

I'm living out my dream, I know my mama proud (I know she proud)

Toya held me down when I ain’t have a dollar 'round

Now I got her jumpin' out a Benz, Balenciaga'd down (No cap)

I light my Russian Cream and take a shot of brown (Uh-huh)

I wish MachineGun was still living, a nigga shot him down (My nigga)

My only regret is I was not around (Miss my nigga)

But I took over the game and they can't stop us now (We them boys, nigga)

I ain't holdin' back no more, I'm takin’ charge (Hah?)

I ain’t wait for help, I just became a boss (I leveled up)

I treat it as a lesson when I take a loss

They gave Lo Pro five, his rap shit was just takin' off (Damn)

I got a phone call today from Sos (Hah?)

He in the Feds, been down six, I hope he made the most

Of that time, he said he just been readin’ books and stayin' woke

He said he livin' through me, he said I gave him hope (Hahaha)

[Chorus: Emanny & Conway the Machine]

The wins and losses make bosses (Huh?), we all don't last in this game

Some got locked up or saw coffins, just thank God I found my way

A few went up, some went down

Speak for those who ain’t around

I'm here for the ones who can't be

I share my love and their pain

[Verse 2: 38 Spesh]

Ayo, shout to my niggas that hoop

Ain't no pump fakin', you'll get slumped if you're pretendin' to shoot

Don't worry 'bout me sendin' the troops

Unload this as a soloist, bitch, I never been in a group

I'm livin' proof what niggas can do

How you can make business moves not fit in a suit

Now tell me this, how many bricks could fit in this coupe?

Now if I give one to you, you'll probably come back with an excuse

Y'all tryna buy every stone

I spent two mil' on properties that's not my primary home

Before rap, was already known

I carry chrome, four-four Bulldog that bury bones

I done had some legendary phones

Put a few folks on they feet, but loyalty is rarely shown

Even though I'm very known

It's old pics shown that I don't really fuck with you niggas like Jerry Jones

Trust