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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Symba
Symba
Vocals
Candice Pillay
Candice Pillay
Background Vocals
Daoud
Daoud
Keyboards
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Announcer
Daoud Anthony
Daoud Anthony
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Wansel
Andrew Wansel
Songwriter
Avery Earls
Avery Earls
Songwriter
Candice Pillay
Candice Pillay
Songwriter
Daoud Anthony
Daoud Anthony
Songwriter
Demario Driver
Demario Driver
Songwriter
Donnie Meadows
Donnie Meadows
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Daoud
Daoud
Co-Producer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Engineer
Rachel Blum
Rachel Blum
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Andrew "Pop" Wansel
Andrew "Pop" Wansel
Producer
Daoud Anthony
Daoud Anthony
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know, a bitch out here tryna do the right thing
Stay on course, you know
I feel like I done wasted four years of my life in college
It's bitches out here sucking dick and getting ahead
Like, damn
I'm tryna, you know, stay in motion, do the right thing
Be God-fearing
You know, I was raised good, but damn, a bitch tired
I wanna go to the Turks too, I want my rent paid
[Verse 2]
And this for all the nights that we spent tryna come up with the rent
I'm trying to stay legit, but this shit ain't making me rich
Can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing
When you at your lowest points, some nights you feel alone
Even when you right, sometimes you feel wrong
I can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing
[Verse 3]
I woke up this morning with all these thoughts in my head
Jumped out the bed and stubbed my toe on the edge (Ouch)
Girl who I was texting last night left me on read
But I ain't trippin' 'cause I hooked up with her homegirl instead (Yeah)
My homie let me hold a few dollars to get ahead
I hit the trap and bought a few packs to get out the red
I'm tryna pay 'em back, this shit hanging over my head
So with all that said, I gotta get to this bread
I'm sick of switching up my approach to get no results
They told me, "Work smarter, not harder," I'm doing both (Man)
Success feels further than ever when you this close
It's like getting ya cable cut on and then you lose your remote
Through all the bullshit, it's hard to stay on track
I take two steps forward, four more back
For real
That's how it falls when you got no one to call
They say you can't win 'em all, but I ain't winning at all
[Verse 4]
And this for all the nights that we spent tryna come up with the rent
I'm trying to stay legit, but this shit ain't making me rich
Can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing
When you at your lowest points, some nights you feel alone
Even when you right, sometimes you feel wrong
I can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing
[Verse 5]
I get paid on the third, the rent was due on the first
The 'Gram make me feel worse, they taking trips out to Turks
My girlfriend mad 'cause her homegirl got a purse (Man)
For Valentine's Day, all she got was dick and dessert
You ever wake up some days and feel cursed?
Settling for dirt 'cause you never realized your worth
Just 'cause you prayed for it don't mean you ain't gotta work
Just 'cause you got a dream don't mean you putting it first
I'm on the phone with my homegirl, this what she said (What she said)
"Fuck all these degrees, I should be strippin' instead"
She feeling like she gotta give head to get ahead
When you believe in karma, you choose to play by the rules
And even when you do, you still feel like you lose
Which makes it hard to keep it consistent with all your moves (Man)
That's how it falls when you got no one to call
They say you can't win 'em all, but I ain't winning at all (For real)
[Verse 6]
And this for all the nights that we spent tryna come up with the rent
I'm trying to stay legit, but this shit ain't making me rich
Can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing
When you at your lowest points, some nights you feel alone
Even when you right, sometimes you feel wrong
I can't win for nothing, can't win for nothing
[Verse 7]
I'm sick of working hard and doing the right thing
Damn
They don't respect a good bitch
They don't respect good bitches
But you gon' make a monster out of me
You gon' make a monster out of me
All you **** and you bitches
Fuck school, fuck doing the right thing
Just fuck staying the course, fuck takin' the stairs
I'm finna go get my teeth done
Finna go get my body done, bitch
We outside this summer, fuck all that
I wanna get into the club, 1942 bottles, **** on my phone
I'm sick of saying no
I'm going, okay?
'Cause being a good bitch, it got me left outside
And it's cold out here, my feet hurt
I'm sick of this, I'm done
Written by: Andrew Wansel, Avery Earls, Candice Pillay, Daoud Anthony, Demario Driver, Donnie Meadows
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