ob - winnin lyrics
[chorus]
i tell em man code f-ck i’m in it
you don’t really wanna see me spin it
i’m just chillin’ in your ends when i bill it
got my juice in my hand don’t make me spill it
i have my blessin’ too much yeah that’s my rhythm
and i’ll be back stage with the pretty women
one day i’ll dress the fam in designer linen
but no body wants to see the kid be winnin’
[verse 1]
some of these other rappers claim they be with it
and they ain’t sending shots but they really be trippin’
and i can tell that from the sh-t they be spittin’
but in real life they be actin’ intermittent
and any man can hear there’s no compet-tion
like just make another beat and let me k!ll it
and i know it ain’t pen’ about four a minute
but when i’m back i’ll push ops to the limit
baby girl take it slow, when you visit
let me relax while i’m sippin’ on the spirit
she says she loves me and i love to hear it
i don’t say it back but it shows and she sees it
[verse 2]
boy nuff about gyal i’m tryna make paper
tell my [?] boys they can save that sh-t for later
when i come ’round there ain’t no body braver
they sittin’ at yard where they know that they’re safer
[chorus]
so i tell em man code f-ck i’m in it
you don’t really wanna see me spin it
i’m just chillin’ in your ends when i bill it
got my juice in my hand don’t make me spill it
i have my blessin’ too much yeah that’s my rhythm
and i’ll be back stage with the pretty women
one day i’ll dress the fam in designer linen
but no body wants to see the kid be winnin’
[verse 3]
mans back to the road but ain’t touchin’ no o’s
told my plug put it in a box but he already knows
fresh back on block bro
you know how it goes
cats tryna score a rock but i ain’t touchin’ none of those
[verse 4]
so you know when i pull up on a paigon
if i’m already dead then there ain’t none of the debatin’
all these man think that i don’t hear em hatin’
but i ain’t showin’ no love to a [?]
and i don’t give a f-ck how many man hate us
’cause in the end i know they won’t overtake us
takin’ all l’s or second places mixed in with the big [?] chief in different races
she don’t care the fed are chasin’ off of my cases
tryna lock me, tryna put me through the stages
they got me runnin’ and i know that they chasin’
and i know that they hittin’
[chorus]
so i tell em man code f-ck im in it
you don’t really wanna see me spin it
i’m just chillin’ in your ends when i bill it
got my juice in my hand don’t make me spill it
i have my blessin’ too much yeah that’s my rhythm
and i’ll be back stage with the pretty women
one day i’ll dress the fam in designer linen
but no body wants to see the kid be winnin’
[outro]
(i have my blessin’ too much yeah that’s my rhythm
and i’ll be back stage with the pretty women
one day i’ll dress the fam in designer linen
but no body wants to see the kid be winnin’)
(winnin’)
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