Testo Winning - prota

Winning

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/
Another classic fucking pro sound