Going To Win Video (MV)

(Sick)
Sick
I'm tired of losing, I sort through the wreckage
My hands keep on bruising
Sick
I'm so done with choosing, which vice I'm abusing
To get through the day, and I'm
Sick
I'm gonna make it out
I f*cking swear, I f*cking promise
Only one way to the top bitch
I could take my time to teach you
But I know you ain't gon' rock this
Only one thing on my mind
A couple months I'm out this block bitch
Every time I take a loss
I swear I get like five more wins
Ima stack it for myself
Ain't got no bitch, ain't got no kids
Ima keep it to myself after all the work I done did
Man I know I'd live a lonely life
Ever since I was a kid, huh
Sick
I'm tired of losing, I sort through the wreckage
My hands keep on bruising
Sick
I'm so done with choosing, which vice I'm abusing
To get through the day, and I'm
Sick
Know it's lonely at the top
But it's lonely at the bottom
All the same you gon' get rocked
I'm still sticking to my guns
It's laser focus, gotta lock in
Now my only friend my Ruger
'Cause I still can't find my Glock bitch
I know I got big talk
But I never plan on stopping
Ima get up out this bitch
First thing I do when that guap hit
When I'm highest in the building
Overlooking all that mob shit
Bitch I'm really gonna do this
Ain't just bars for this bop shit
Sick
I'm tired of losing, I sort through the wreckage
My hands keep on bruising
Sick
I'm so done with choosing, which vice I'm abusing
To get through the day, and I'm
Sick
Tired of losing, I sort through the wreckage
My hands keep on bruising
Sick
I'm so done with choosing, which vice I'm abusing
To get through the day, and I'm
Sick