Win, Lose or Draw

[Intro: Gucci Mane]

(12-09, 12-09, 12-09)

(30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga)

Huh?

Go

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

These bitch ass niggas act like they be on their period or somethin'

I don't play with niggas, period, get hit with the drum

Ain't no mystery, my heart black like Black History Month

I show no sympathy, I'll have them people searchin' for months

Cut off his legs, chopper hit it and it knocked off his knees

Cut off his head, cut it off, then bring that shit back to me

Cut off his dreads, heard they did it in the middle of the street

I made him famous, R.I.P., I put that boy on TV

11 Alive, Fox 5, Channel 2, BET

Why would Gucci pay you when he could do it for free?

I'm too rich for broke bitches, I ain't fuckin' for free

I don't need these borin' bitches, mane, these hoes need me

Born in Bessemer, Alabama, the worst place in the world

For a Black family to raise a lil' boy and girl

If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then quit talkin' to me

Cash rules everything around 1017 (Gucci)

[Chorus: Quentin Miller]

Okay, huh, yeah, been through it all

I gotta go hard, win, lose or draw

I cannot get caught up in the pen, years and thoughts

I cannot get throwed off, I just got to go off

Trips to the dealership, trips to the vault, uh

Checks in the mail, make it flip, summersault, uh

I gotta stay locked in, I cannot get throwed off, okay, okay

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]

1017, it's a scary thing

13-17, take over everything

Now you hold weight beyond measuring

White chalk, tape, we murder every scene

Came from the trench, not the trap, though

Real music left, we brought it back, though

Gotta put the streets on our back more

Gotta put the city on the map more

QM and Guwop on attack mode

Ride on you niggas like a RAV4

Niggas talkin' down from the back, though

Tell 'em, "Take a picture, it'll last long"

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

I'm not no blue collar criminal, so I don't do subliminal (No)

I drop a check and board the jet, on to another M and M (Go)

I ain't got no spare time, I ain't on that square time (Huh?)

My Richard Millie a milli', really don't use it to tell time (Well damn)

My young hitters sharp, but treat big niggas like they small fries

MAC-11 with the chicken nuts and they super-sized

Guwop got a rare mind, people call him Einstein (Gucci)

I make money in my spare time, but I don't got no spare dimes (Guwop)

[Chorus: Quentin Miller]

Huh, yeah, been through it all

I gotta go hard, win, lose or draw

I cannot get caught up in the pen, years and thoughts

I cannot get throwed off, I just got to go off

Trips to the dealership, trips to the vault, uh

Checks in the mail, make it flip, summersault, uh

I gotta stay locked in, I cannot get throwed off, okay