QuietStorMarc - Triumph Lyrics

My wounds is getting itchy
They passing me the sticking
I inhale quickly
Hurry
I'm in a jiffy
If a
Nigga tryna stick me
Jabbing back
With the
Blicky
All that hater
Shit
Miss me
Lucky
Them bullets missed me
I'm the one
Evidently
Ion no why they
Tempt me
These niggas
Ain't fucking
Wit me
These niggas
Can't compare
To me
So discreet
Too elite
Shredding
Beats
Ima eat
Rain snow
Or sleet
Nigga
Uhhh

Yea
Even through
Rain
It's triumph
Yea
Went through the pain
Den we
Triumph
Hanging out the window
Screaming fuck trump
Uhh
Give thanks to allah
When sun come
Yea
10 Toes down
I do not run
Naw
Even
If I'm trippin
Ima still
Break the fall
Young black king
Going off
I want it all
As long as
The gang stay loyal
We gone ball

Winning winning winning
Just beginning ginning
Never trippin trippin
Tunnel vision vision
Gotta get it
Listen i been with it
Since a nuggets
La la
Keep me mello
Step up in
The game
So clean
Like hello
Winning winning winning
Winning winning winning

I hate to lose
I break the rules
Then make the rules
But wait
Cash rules
Everything around me
You snooze you lose
I never snooze
I rather use
My muse and mental

Over instrumentals
I got shit to tend to
I got bigger issues
Look here's a tissue
You could cry about it
Or you could be
About it
Push through Ls
And get a win up out
It
You the type to
Make excuses you
Ain't never bout it
Same type
Ta blame the next
Why they ain't got it
I'm the type
I Take flight
Don't Need nobody
Same type
Get respect from the hood
Niggas
Not selling rock
But these verses jug nigga
The hammers in
Arms reach
I'm good nigga
Not the hardest
But my heart is
Like a wolves
Nigga
This my art
So fuck a
Shoulda
Coulda
Woulda
Nigga