(Intro – Lupe Fiasco)
Ni**every bit wanna win
These ni**as wanna win
These ni**as wanna win
Everybody wanna be a mothaf**king winner
That ain't how it piece of work though, aye

(Poetry 1 – Lupe Fiasco & Ty Dolla $ign)
Ayy, ayy, disproportionate convictions
Peculiarly when it come to our case, our case
You seen the motion-picture show, they killed the ni**a
Why you still wanna be similar Scarface?
That'southward why ni**as gon lose, yeah, ohh aye
I said it, ni**equally gon lose, yeah, ohhh
And yous can accept a friend and you tin can have a Benz
One's sitting down, the other'southward trafficking
If you get the machine then your friend dies
Having one keeps the other ane from happening
I hope a ni**a don't lose, ohhh
F**1000 that car, ni**a, ni**every bit gon lose, uh-huh, yea, yeah

(Poetry 2 – Lupe Fiasco & Ty Dolla $ign)
And she want love, you only desire sexual practice
Y'all got yours, she didn't become hers
She got no respect, y'all had a son
She like, f**k you, she only want a check
That lil ni**a gon lose, yeah, aye, yeah
Mothaf**ka, ni**equally gon lose, ohhh
Aye and these rap ni**as talk about the hood
Like nosotros all lames and they seen it
Information technology's entertaining, it's cool as hell
That beat dope, that don't hateful s**t
That's why ni**as gon lose, whoa
F*** you talking? Ni**every bit gon lose, yes
If they legalize that whole thing
They doin weed, next cocaine
Ni**as own't gon have no jobs
And Wall Street gon run the dope game
What a ni**a gon exercise? Huh? oh yeah!
You ni**as gon lose, whoa

(Verse 3 – Lupe Fiasco & Ty Dolla $ign)
And when y'all meet me you don't meet yourself
That's why I got no problem shooting me
Willie Lynch prepare the sh*t up beautifully
One of the reasons ni**as ain't got unity
That'southward why ni**as gon lose, y'all ni**as gon lose, oh yes
Ayy f**grand that south**t, ayy, ni**as gon lose, yeah
And most hood ni**every bit is skillful ni**every bit
In a heartbeat, I'll shed blood for him
Just he also stupid, he won't sit downwards
That ni**a too hot, I got love for him
That ni**a gon lose aw yeah
On my mama, that ni**a gon lose, yeah, aww
And y'all did it cause your daddy did it
But he locked upward in at that place and ain't happy with it
Exercise the same thing, become the same results
If your brain work then what's the matter with information technology?
Yous knew you was gon lose, aw yeah
They told you, ni**a, you lot was gon lose, aye, yeah, yeah

(Poesy 4 – Lupe Fiasco & Ty Dolla $ign)
I never met a saint, from no colour
From nowhere, from no other
From no castle, from no gutter
It ain't nobody that don't suffer
Some ni**equally gon lose, ooohhh
Yeah, yep, yeah, Some ni**every bit gon lose
Promised land, I don't believe that
Had a dream and I don't demand that
Please God, send the states some jobs
Cause my ni**every bit really really need that
Or ni**equally gon lose
That's right, ni**as gon lose, yeah, ohhh
And we sell dope then we plow around
Give the white people all our profits
Take a percent of that, set it to the side
And send these lil ni**every bit off to college
So ni**as don't lose, yeah
Aye, ni**equally don't lose, uhh, yes, ohh
And if they offer something, merely accept it
Then piece of work hard, don't waste material it
Every castle started at the basement
Yeah your director a racist
Just y'all're the one that's gon lose, lose
That's right, ni**as gon lose

(Outro – Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco)
And these ni**as gon lose, ohhh
I said, I said everybody wanna be a winner
Everybody wanna exist a winner
Exist a mothaf**king winner
Never gotta worry bout null
Only some ni**as gon lose
Yep so ni**every bit don't lose
And information technology's f**ked up, some ni**every bit gon' lose
Ayy, you lot wake up and yous hear shots
Mean some other ni**a got his tear drops
And y'all call his phone and ain't picking upwards
And your tummy hurting, that fear drops
I hope a ni**a ain't lose