[Intro: Derek Minor & Canon]
(Wins on me)
(That's a whole lotta wins on me)
(Whole lot of wins on me)
(That's a whole lotta wins on me)
(Poetics bring the drums in) Yeah

[Verse 1: Canon]
I'm a prodigy, ain't no meal for this ticket, I ain't no lottery
No robbin' me, my joy comes in the mornin', they can't bother me
I'm proud of me, thought I had to be like y'all, but I ain't gotta be
Took off, had to redefine my worth, now my mind at ease
Worst side of me comes out of me when I don't see no transitions
Stuck in the same frame or no clip with no ammunition
I am vicious, they can't handle me, I'm too ambitious
Ain't nobody invited you and your friends, this is fam bidness
Prolly shouldn't be worried about your haters, let that fade off
Whichever teacher told me I wasn't gon' make should've got laid off
I know a lot y'all thinkin', "When the education gon' pay off?"
Better know your worth (Worth-worth-worth-worth), add tax and take off
Take off, hmm, yeah, I gotta win
I can tell they ain't want us around, they ain't gotta say it
Been doin' this a long time, I put that on my Mama head
Gang recognize gang, we good, we ain't gotta play it

[Chorus: Derek Minor]
I been in the gym all week (Wins on me)
Leveled up though, ooh-wee (Whole lotta wins on me)
That's a whole lotta wins on me, uh
That's a whole lotta wins on me, uh
I'm a big dog, no leash (Wins on me)
You all bark, no teeth (Whole lotta wins on me)
That's a whole lotta wins on me, uh
That's a whole lotta wins on me
[Verse 2: Tony Tillman]
Come through like I'm dolomite (Yup), hol' up, this a holy site (Oh, yes)
You think you a legend, what they say, I say "Fasho, you right" (Sure)
All I ever know is bein' OG, I'm a prototype (Prototype)
Cooler than a polo sweater, brighter than a police light (Uh)
Beast mode, this a deep grind (Uh), speak gold up in each line (Yuh)
No cheat code, I'm a beast, bro, you a bistro and it's eat time (Yuh)
I got big goals and a big dream on a beach shore takin' me time (Uh)
My whole team lit, too tough, we too up like a peace sign
I'm real, raised up in the field (Field)
Grindin' while the sun is on me, I ain't got no chill (Chill)
Get it out the dirt and work like I ain't got a deal (Deal)
I'm tryna' blow a hunnid bands then tell you lames how it feel
We ain't throwin' up a brick, dawg (Yuh), the game tipped off (Yuh)
I'm out the kennel, catch me runnin' with the big dawgs (Yuh)
Don't hear the critics, they can kick rocks like kickball (Uh)
They not important, boy, I'm Jordan to the pitfalls
Too many L's over there, I'm tryna' big ball (Uh)
I'm tryna' level up a bit, I'm talking rich Paul (Yuh)
I hit the floor and get it jumpin' like I'm Kriss Kross (Yuh)
Throw me and Canon in the booth and that's a hit, dawg (Hit, dawg)

[Chorus: Derek Minor]
I been in the gym all week (Wins on me)
Leveled up though, ooh-wee (Whole lotta wins on me)
That's a whole lotta wins on me, uh
That's a whole lotta wins on me, uh
I'm a big dog, no leash (Wins on me)
You all bark, no teeth (Whole lotta wins on me)
That's a whole lotta wins on me, uh
That's a whole lotta wins on me