Winning Lyrics

Man, I ain't seen my nigga in a minute

'Till I'm on the top, lil bitch I'm not finished, I'm ready to boss up, uh, look

Man these ho's wanna fuck, 'cause they heard I got change, but I'm like, how? Niggas switchin' up on me already

Swear to God, I ain't no clown

Nigga can't play me like no pussy, I can't pay attention to them clowns

That nigga swearin' that he had a fully, we never see it when he come around

Yo' closest friend, be ya' greatest enemy

Heard these niggas, they plannin' on endin' me

Man, these niggas be snakes, they some centipedes

Told my bro that he good to the end of me (To the end)

Told her to hold on

Mama, you good 'till I'm gone

Mama, you good 'till I'm gone

Man, I ain't see my nigga in a minute

'Till I'm on the top, lil bitch I'm not finished, I'm ready to boss, up, uh, look (Im ready to boss up)

Man these ho's wanna fuck, 'cause they heard I got change, but I'm like, how?

Nigga switchin' up on me already

Swear to God, I ain't no clown, uh

Want me to hold you, like I'm supposed to(Like I'm supposed to)

You hold me down too, I'll hold you down too (You hold me down, I hold you down too)

What I done been through, I swear that I'm missin' my nigga

I'm tryna get us from out of the trenches

I'm tryna run up this money, these billions (I'm tryna run up these lil bitty billions)

Man, I ain't seen my nigga in a minute

'Till I'm on the top, lil bitch I'm not finished, I'm ready to boss up, uh, look (I'm ready to boss up, I'm ready to boss up)

Man these wanna fuck, 'cause they heard I got change, but I'm like, how? (But I'm like how?)

Nigga switchin' up on me already (But I'm like how?)

Swear to God, I ain't no clown (And I'm like how?)

I'm tryna stack the money to the top

They rather jack another nigga style

I ain't seen rizzy nigga in the while

I'm hearin' PLOWWW, he bumpin' off the wall

I'm from Milwaukee, nigga, they'll kill you

All he gotta make his one call

Son stop playin', nigga, they'll kill you

Ma no they won't, and I swear I won't fall

Uh, told her to hold on

Mama, you good till I'm gone

Mama, you good till I'm gone, oh

Mama you good

Mama you good (I swear to god that you good until I'm gone nigga)

Ma yo' son so misunderstood

I'm jackin' from the hood