Undefeated Lyrics

We the champions in this muthafucka!

It's the TreeKrew!

Imma never stop winnin

Like I'll never stop sinnin (I'm a sinner)

Spinnin round the block

Came along way from dippin cops

On my plate I got a lot

i been makin moves headin straight up to the top

Tearin up the block chasin guap stuffin dimes inside my socks

Have em comin by the flock

Tryna be Tony have this shit on lock

Washington pack I flip that'll multiply my racks turn it into Benjamin's

I been in a jam in the past

But nothings meant to last

Coulda been my last day

I don't even pray but these angels watching over me for some reason that I can't explain (I don't know why)

Everything's a go, it's a green light (Let's go!)

Make the play come back safe just like I do every single night (Every night)

But today things just ain't the same

Tried to get up on me thinkin that I'm sweet but I'm sugar free (Hell nah)

If you want the bag you gon have to put an end to me

But as you see I'm here today breathin tellin you this story (Haha)

They ain't even get a dollar or the product

But that boy let off two or three shots (Pussy!)

Back window shatters then it drops swervin through the parking lot mashin on the gas

We ain't finna stop til we get back to the spot (Let's go!)

Thinkin that we in the clear

Felt my pants wet, no I didn't piss in fear (Nope)

I hit the lights see the blood splattered

Damn dog I think that I'm hit!

(Ahh shit bro aye aye aye don't freak out but I got shot!)

Imma never stop winnin

Like I'll never stop sinnin (Never stop sinnin)

Spinnin round the block

Came along way from dippin cops

On my plate I got a lot

i been makin moves headin straight up to the top

(Straight to the tops the only way that we're going)

Now im realizing that im bleeding I ain't speeding though

I'll be fine fool, man don't be a hoe

Just grab the shirt in the back seat up off the floor (Wrap it up)

Wrap it round my hand try to slow the blood flow

Get Benny on the phone and let him know (Aye bro I'm just letting you know I got hit!)

Take a deep breathe, a little blood was shed

But they ain't get shit, they gon get what they get

Imma get my revenge

No I ain't forget and I'll never forgive

.22 up in my hand, coulda been my head (Coulda been dead)

Shorty roll my blunts while I'm casted it

Fill this bread basket up save the Grants and the Franks

Spend the 20s give the 1s to my lil hun

There ain't nothing in this world that can put a stop to me (Nothin!)

100 rounds comin out the Infiniti

Layin back with my seat laid back in a black Chevy Silverado

Got my lil mama throwin up her hair lickin all up on me though!

All I do is win, I'm a straight up champ

Goin for the rings it's just me and my team

Fillin up the bag, fillin up the bag

Young shoota but my names not Luca, Twin rugers

They ain't asking what ya going through but rather what when through ya! (Who shot ya)