Winning

Yeah
Y'all ain't ready for that
Wait
Y'all ain't ready for that
Y'all ain't ready for that
Y'all ain't ready for the boy
Go and tell them calm down
Y'all ain't ready for that
Nah
Y'all ain't ready for that
Y'all ain't ready for that
Y'all ain't ready for the boy
Go and tell them calm down
Look
Caught up in the noise
So I made my own sound
Talking about you goin' bring your boys
Go and bring them all down
I ain't making no appointment imma
Wait
Money Mover Musa on the beat though
Let it eat though
Warm it up warm it up
We in feast mode
Trying to put another banger
On repeat though
And trying to turn a goodie goodie
To a freak though
See y'all
In the back
Grab a friend
Bring them in like
How you turn up in that dress
When it's skin tight
Why your collar around your neck
To your chin like damn
Got you on a leash
Who chained you
Girl how you do it like that who trained you
Turn up for the city
It's the least you can do
Dress hundred band
Flex on the gram
With your iPhone
Finding new lighting new angles
Been trying to bring it back loose dog
No this ain't no water that's juice dog
Mouth getting bigger
Because you got my name in it
While you talk about it imma stay winning
Why they mad huh

And why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
I mean
Why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
Trying to
Hold me back
Since a youngin' been beginning
I mean
Why they mad huh
Why they mad huh
And why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
I mean
Why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
Trying to
Hold me back
Since a youngin' been beginning
I mean
Why they mad huh
Why they mad huh

And why they mad
Because I put on for the ville
Please don't call me dad
Because she said she on the pill
They don't want me back
Because my wallet never filled so
When I get paid
Know it's not yours
Goin' be covered in the cheddar
Like I'm nachos
Don't be talking about no feature
Boy I got those
Only rapping about that blunt
You a bump in my rode
You ain't only pot heads you a pothole
Acting needy when you see me
We are not bros
Cooking greedy fettuccine on a hot stove
Bugging like a roly poly homie
Holy moly
Only know me solely for the gold
He know he only phony
Hoe be on me
Oh I swear they on me
Swear they owe me holy ceremony
How they carry on me
Swear they only really care when only
All the diary on me
Shake it up and put a cherry on me
I swear they only getting mad huh

And why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
I mean
Why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
Trying to
Hold me back
Since a youngin' been beginning
I mean
Why they mad huh
Why they mad huh
And why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
I mean
Why they mad
Cause they finally see me winning
Trying to
Hold me back
Since a youngin' been beginning
I mean
Why they mad huh
Why they mad huh

Why they mad huh
Why they mad huh
Freestyle no pen no pad huh
Imma just keep going
Until the beat done and
Crowd going up and down
Like they feet jumping
Swear the people come around
And the beat drumming
And if they trying to take me down
For my crown
You can tell these boys to keep coming
Like why they mad huh