| Ayy, winning, winning, winning, winning
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning
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| You from the trenches, you living, you winning
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| You wake up and go and get it, you winning
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| You tryna double your digits, you winning
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| You put hot sauce on your chicken, you winning
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| Ayy, winning, winning, winning, winning
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning
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| I’m from the trenches, I’m living, I’m winning
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| I wake up and go and get it, I’m winning
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| I’m tryna double my digits, I’m winning
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| I put hot sauce on my chicken, I’m winning
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| I’m from the trenches, I made it
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| That’s crazy, it was so dangerous
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| But I wasn’t scared and I wasn’t hating
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| I was just dreaming, Glock with the laser
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| Tax on the bag, you know we gon' take it
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| Then link with the bros in grandmama’s basement
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| See what we made
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| He play with us, next time you see him gon' be at his grave (Bah)
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| Dog food, fentanyl
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| First nigga in the city with a Benz truck, big dawg (Skrrt-skrrt)
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| They don’t like me on the other side
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| But I’m still getting money over there, I know they pissed off
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| I’m so surprised that I’m still alive
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| I gotta thank God 'cause I was outside and bullets was flyin'
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| And I ain’t get hit (Nah)
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| That’s how I know that I’m winning
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning
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| You from the trenches, you living, you winning
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| You wake up and go and get it, you winning
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| You tryna double your digits, you winning
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| You put hot sauce on your chicken, you winning
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| Ayy, winning, winning, winning, winning
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning
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| I’m from the trenches, I’m living, I’m winning
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| I wake up and go and get it, I’m winning
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| I’m tryna double my digits, I’m winning
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| I put hot sauce on my chicken, I’m winning
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| You need some tree, let me tell Blanko
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| He send that shit to your mailbox
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| I’m eating chicken, don’t fuck with tabasco
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| You know that I only eat Red Hot (Frank's)
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| Free all my bros out them cell blocks (Free 'em)
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| They coming home, causing hell, God
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| Get my boy right for a band, thought
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| Run up on me, you’s a dead guy
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| Bro called, said he need an M
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| I’m like, «Bro, you ain’t never had a ten» (Damn)
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| But you my brother, I got you (I got you)
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| We way beyond locked in (Locked in)
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| Niggas saying free my lil' nigga (What?)
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| Them boys ain’t never tap in (Not once)
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| Right now, I ain’t buying no jewelry
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| Corona made me miss too many backends (Damn)
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| But when this shit open back up (Open back up)
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| I’m going straight on my run (I'm going straight on my run)
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| Hit the ground, running it up (Running it up)
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| Doing nothing but focusing up on
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning (What else?)
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| Winning (What else?), winning (What else?)
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| Winning (What else?), winning (What else?)
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| Winning, winning, winning, winning |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Winning , by - Tee Grizzley. Song from the album The Smartest, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп