Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wins & Losses, artist - Peezy.
Date of issue: 13.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wins & Losses |
Came up off trips, in and off the interstate |
Really be in the mix, all I be doing is getting payed |
Watched my mama get high, watched my daddy go broke |
So I ain’t have no other choice, shit I had to sell dope |
See my auntie break a slab n the marbol table |
Was watching cameras in the spot, while you was watching caibol |
You ain’t never had a plug, seen this type of paper |
Back when was in the with a translater |
My auntie said a nigga 70 grams |
I can cut an ounce of dope, with a safety pin |
they finna raide again |
out the back door, ad to gate again |
I used to sll half tracks to get a pare of J’s |
Now I spend a half slab on a diamond chain |
If th shit don’t go as planned, we gon try again |
I’m really into making bands, you niggas making friends |
I can tell you bout the losses, I can tell you bout the wins |
Good at making money, not good at making friends |
Money come in fast, but Imma count it with my hands |
And if I miscount it, Imma count the shit again |
I can tell you bout the losses, I can tell you bout the wins |
Good at making money, not good at making friends |
Money come in fast, but Imma count it with my hands |
And if I miscount it, Imma count the shit again |
50 bands in my pants, in a pare of vans |
Don’t know where I’m staying, I’m going where the plane lands |
Dope man, I’m so fucking unforgettable |
open up an eddable |
state to state, ho I’m federal |
I don’t have a single bitch, I have several |
my Detroit niggas ratchet |
Shawty we just choosing you, paper over plastic |
Magision with the bricks, I know magic |
So please think about your question for you ask it |
Still transporting ills and my pints |
couple undred on the lights |
I can tell you bout the losses, I can tell you bout the wins |
Good at making money, not good at making friends |
Money come in fast, but Imma count it with my hands |
And if I miscount it, Imma count the shit again |
I can tell you bout the losses, I can tell you bout the wins |
Good at making money, not good at making friends |
Money come in fast, but Imma count it with my hands |
And if I miscount it, Imma count the shit again |
If it ain’t all there, I need another count |
Like call the weed man up, I need another ounce |
When the spot got hot, we bought another house |
jumped on our trail, we did another rout |
We just hit 400, ain’t take nothing out |
You couldn’t walk a mile, you just run your mouth |
It’s evidence that they ain’t fucking with us |
as I spin up |
Word to the ice, 30 racks get you lit up |
I be in big deals, nigga you is just beginning |
I had to go through the just to learn I’m winning |
I can tell you bout the losses, I can tell you bout the wins |
Good at making money, not good at making friends |
Money come in fast, but Imma count it with my hands |
And if I miscount it, Imma count the shit again |
I can tell you bout the losses, I can tell you bout the wins |
Good at making money, not good at making friends |
Money come in fast, but Imma count it with my hands |
And if I miscount it, Imma count the shit again |