Born Winner (feat. Pops)

M.D.B
Uh Um
Yea

I just left the dealership nigga, I saw a Challenger
I told they ass I'm a winner, I'm not a challenger
Ain't really into that penny pinchin', I bet I blow it all
You niggas pussies, it's that time of the month, so check your calendar

Nigga come right out of the field, I'm not an islander
Father told me life was a bitch, but I don't smile at her
Mother told me stack up my chips, so now I'm Ruffled up
I told them niggas this car fast as a bitch, so now I buckle up

Nigga used to play in the dirt, I used to huddle up
Now if I get dirt on my shirt, I make em taste the mud
These niggas fake as fuck, I blow your ass you buck
Y'all niggas pussies to me, and Harley known to fuck

I'm growin' up, ain't think I was old enough
I had to learn right from wrong, but then I wrote these songs
I had to learn right from wrong, but yet I'm writin' poems
I got so caught up in these poems, I ain't right my wrongs

They told me "time was money," I got so caught up in this time I had 'bout four alarms
They thought that shit was funny, I got so caught up in the joke, then I got serious on em
They always knew I was the shit, but never pissed me off

I was so caught up in so much shit, they missed they periods on me
I was so caught up in my flow, she might just have two daughters
I was so caught up in myself, she bout to have her first child (My youngest sis)
I was so caught up in my

Uh, told em I was hot as a bitch, like grease that's poppin' on em
Rock with the shoulder, thought I was leanin' on em
Smoke up and roll up, thought I was fienin' on em
Be slidin' like Vaseline on em
Fresher than Listerine on em

What you mean? on her
I'm wide awake, I'm not sleepin', this ain't no dream for them
I know I'm cold, but I know that I'm never freezin' on em
I can see, and I believe in all em

And if it's beef, niggas vegan, so I ain't beefin' with em
You should've just walked it off, now Harley feastin' on em
I couldn't wait to record, I hope the weekend comin'
She feel like she get ignored, until she talkin' to me

My girls might have them some boys, I hope they act just like me
Transactions not getting void, don't give a fuck, I'll blow it
They tell me cut down the noise, don't even know I'm ventin'
I treat this mic like the Lord, sound like that I'm repentin'

I just went to the dealership and I saw a Challenger
I told they ass, I'm not a challenger, cause I'm a winner
I told the ass, do I look like I'm here for competition?

Boy, been back at it, nigga, I never lost

You can look at me funny, nigga, but I'm still the boss
I pay the cost, I floss hard, nigga, to get this paper
These motherfuckers out here still acting like some haters
But I don't pay that no attention, nigga, I'm on my mission

I got some shit to get, nigga, I got no competition
You heard it before from M.D.B and that T-Money
You looking at us crazy, nigga, you just looking funny
Because we body dummies, you better get it together

Nigga, we change like the weather, I'm talking birds of a feather
You better flock, nigga, or rock, nigga, or get dropped, nigga
However you want it though, you probably call the cops, nigga
Cause you was a snitch-ass nigga, you was a bitch-ass nigga

We bought this paper, motherfucker, we some rich-ass niggas
The way that motherfucking car start with that push button
Telling me that you heard something?
Get the fuck up out of here, nigga, make it crystal clear

You can't even fuck with me, not even on Christmas years
You can't bring me no gifts, nigga, my shit is so swift
Nigga, I keep that thing on me, nigga, I'm talking .45
I saw a Challenger

I don't want that shit, I'm not a challenger
I told the ass I'm a winner, I'm not a challenger