Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wins & Losses , by - Peezy. Release date: 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 |