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Winning (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

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YeahSome niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living, living, living

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killin' 'em just to see you living, living, livingI'm off in the studio chillin (chillin', chillin')

When I really could be working every minute

My nigga we really tryna get it

No hand outs I

Never sit on my ass

I, make sure that I stand out

I can show you what the muthafuckin man about

In a Versace robe in front my house

Strollin to the muthafuckin mailbox

Large check that I just got

Nigga might spazz out by the block

Ride by every bitch is passin out

They faint at the sight of my paint

I only did it cause you said I can't

Smellin' like six pounds inside the bank

Get paid big buck for what I think

Yellow gold cuban link

White T and 3 and a quarter length mink on me

Everything I got all me

Bet every dollar that you got on me

Heard niggas from the other side plottin' on me

But that ain't gon' stop no GSome niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living, living, living

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Like niggas can't take it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killin' 'em just to see you living, living, livingRoll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

We blow smoke in they faces

They all catching the vapors

(Get High)Niggas hate to see you ballin'

Niggas love it when you callin'

Just a youngin' from the Burgh

With his brother from New Orleans

Really started from nothing

Made a choice to do our own thing

Writing songs and always hustlin'

Who got the bomb was the discussion

And when you bring it to us, betta have that strong

Cause we the wrong ones to fuck with

Hard to get in touch with us

All the real in love with us

Call your friends get up with us

Tried once now you're stuck

Count your money, pile it up

It's bout' your blessings not your luck

I've been blessed, to do a lot of things

Like smokin weed, everywhere I go

Stayin' at the top floor, everywhere I go

Taking all my niggas with me, everywhere I go

Letting all my real niggas knowThey hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning

They hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning, no

Hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning

Me and my nigga Spitta

Can't believe we did it

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