Winning - prota

It’s 14 karats in my Cuban link/

I got a couple bad habits brought me to the brink/

My bitch get on my nerves tryna be my shrink/

I know it’s all love cause she know how I think/

You get what you put in I don’t believe in jinxes/

I stay silent while I work boy I came from sphinxes/

Boy I came from kings and queens to bring these def jams/

Before you speak on me ay learn yoself fam/

You niggas throwing shade like I give a damn/

You think I made it this far worrying bout you clowns/

I walked through hell chin up you never seen me frown/

I went through hell and high water when you seen me drown/

When niggas did me foul boy I stayed in bounds/

I’m from the 90s you should know how niggas getting down/

I told that boy don’t come around if you ain’t from this town/

You better stay on damn collegiate grounds/

I used to hate when people talked about my local homies/

Cause they don’t know we still loco homie/

And niggas might snap like a Polaroid/

I got lines like a corduroy/

You give em free shoes tryna bring some hope to boys/

They take yo life so they don’t owe the boy/

You wanna see a dead body smell the odor boy city draped around me like I’m

wearing a fucking toga boy/

Always wear a smile like the joker boy/

Niggas want smoke until I choke the boy/

Wanna see who got the best hands we can turn this shit to poker boy/

Turn you to a poltergeist/

I was suppose to pour up with the same guys/

But shit change folks get left behind/

They still tryna figure out how I’m grinding on an incline/

Every single track I lose my damn mind/

Anytime you ask I say I’m damn fine/

I don’t know a Dam that can keep the flow from steady rising/

Niggas ride waves like they damn Poseidon/

And I just keep it gangsta like I always bend/

Bend but never break and shake back nigga/

Liquor at the rim like it’s Shaq nigga/

Pistol gotta stutter yeah you know a nigga tote that Bernie Mac nigga/

This no cap big facts nigga/

My best shit still under raps nigga/

Deep in this game dodging traps nigga/

Bitches getting creamed like a frap nigga/

I can tell you fake won’t get no dap nigga/

These bitches recognize the boy and say he that nigga/

These niggas recognize the voice like damn he rap nigga/

Bitch I’m on every fucking track what you think nigga/

And once again I’m at my brink nigga/

Somebody pass my fucking drink nigga/

I mind sweep and battle ships until you sink nigga/

Everytime I switch the flow take a shot/

Copped the damn Mercedes drove it off the block/

Spent the fucking block and took it back nigga/

How could you listen to these rap niggas/

Nigga we on different waves/

Boy I’m in my head having conclaves/

Nothing but a con in a fucking prota mindstate…

Ay my mistake I know I’m long winded/

I say all that man just to say I’m winning/

I’m Winning x 2/

I can’t believe a nigga really winning/

Ay Stay solid nigga/

I’m in the newest Tesla model/

You show em love but never coddle niggas/

My homies all consist of robbers nigga/

They ain’t gon let you in the building gotta learn how to topple niggas/

You think you hard until you hit and now yo body look like floppers nigga/

Yo shit ain’t poppin even if I sent that shit to a chiropractor/

Ay you an actor imma master with this craft that’s distinct factors/ that

separate us dude/

I started rapping back at 16 didn’t take it serious till like 22/

I drew a line between the 2 it was us and then them other guys do it for my

side so don’t be so surprised/

Spit it from my head I never memorize barely write this shit down I ain’t got

the time nor the patience grab the track and then just lay it down/

That’s why these niggas say I’m profound/

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