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lil bean - keep winnin' lyrics

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[intro: lil bean]
(remedy)
(d+mn sheff, you made this?)
yeah

[verse 1: lil bean]
they like, “who is bner?” that n+gga the truth, huh
how he mainstream, that n+gga keep boot, huh
i got tired of the hon’, i copped me a coupe (skrt skrt)
i been spent a check with carl, before it was cool
seen my first thirty thou’, i dropped out of school
b+tch i really came from nothin’, so how could i lose
i ain’t worried ’bout n0body, my n+ggas can hoop, huh
they expect me out the way, but i’m with the troops
n+ggas with me day zero, don’t do no recruits, hm
f+ck them n+ggas hatin’, they all in cahoots
sayin’ my name to the b+tch, don’t give you a boost
still that same lil n+gga, my pockets just grew
still that same lil n+gga, my money just flowin’
they spent the day up on your block, you n+ggas is truant
brodie had to toss the glock, i got him a new one
tell him he been bitin’ down, he steady still chewin’

[chorus: lil bean]
yeah, n+gga keep winnin’, hm
i just bought a foreign, but a gleek in it (skrt skrt)
my n+ggas they don’t run when it’s beef, n+gga
ain’t gon’ be no sneak diss, we gon’ keep spinnin’
hm, and you see my n+ggas bitin’ down, yeah that’s pressure
you don’t see these n+ggas come around, ’cause it’s levels
you could pick a whip or pick a glock, we got several
unc’ just called collect, see if nast’ got his letter
[verse 2: bg vito]
i been bitin’ down, it really be levels
got my foot on n+ggas neck, your foot on the pedal
we ain’t never hard to find, we really the ghetto
you see this pain up on my neck, this a different metal
thirty pointers, all rose, this a different bezel
free nast’, he a donk, he a different devil
just left zena’s with lil bner, he really the truth
won’t let the boys get behind me, this b+tch really scoot
n+gga, they can’t f+ck with me
i just bought a deuce, for a buck fifty
hit for a hundred, two times, ain’t no luck in me
how you n+ggas talkin’ chicken, but can’t up twenty?
how you n+ggas talkin’ bags, but can’t front a ten
i done broke my neighbor glass, for a couple bands
i done tucked on some nerds that split with my mans
and i don’t even really rap, these diamonds just dance, n+gga

[chorus: lil bean]
yeah, n+gga keep winnin’, hm
i just bought a foreign, but a gleek in it (skrt skrt)
my n+ggas they don’t run when it’s beef, n+gga
ain’t gon’ be no sneak diss, we gon’ keep spinnin’
hm, and you see my n+ggas bitin’ down, yeah that’s pressure
you don’t see these n+ggas come around, ’cause it’s levels
you could pick a whip or pick a glock, we got several
unc’ just called collect, see if nast’ got his letter



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