Mozzy, Lil Poppa - Winning lyrics

Mommy, India got the beats

I just sent some paper to my nigga
He did a favor for me
I just made a play and fed the hood
I know them niggas love me
Two glizzys in the whip
Don't even trip, boy
You ain't takin' nothin'
My mama and your mama know each other
That don't make us cousins
That don't make us brothers
Really, nigga, that don't make us nothin'
You been on that block all day
And you ain't making nothin'
I don't like to do a lot of talkin'
Rather carry these Percs and hard
But got some niggas out there 12
Catchin' plays for me

This how you live when you winning, nigga
This how you live when you winning, nigga
Everything bad from the cars to the bitch
They fuckin' with a thug
Showin' love to the realest
And don't play like we ain't
Came from the trenches, nigga
And they know we came from the trenches
Nigga still got love for the trenches
I got niggas still in 'em
One call to the city
Be a whole lot of killin'

Fella, murder on my mind all the time
If you ain't slidin', bitch
Don't even hit my line how you slime?
Nigga, who you body for that title?
Cut off half the body on the rifle
That's a mini, shoot plenty
Let it run it's course until it's empty
This fetti seem to fertilize the envy
My hoodie a lil' dingy
I been in the trenches, don't you hear me?
Fuck I look like working at a Dennys?
Stones in the homie kidney
Told him fall back on the sippin'
Who gon' take care your daughter and
Siblings? But he ain't listening
Nah, niggas fighting demons, no, for real
I believe in God, blood
But we gon' go to Hell

This how you live when you winning, nigga
This how you live when you winning, nigga
Everything bad from the cars to the bitch
They fuckin' with a thug
Showin' love to the realest
And don't play like we ain't
Came from the trenches, nigga
And they know we came from the trenches
Nigga still got love for the trenches
I got niggas still in 'em
One call to the city
Be a whole lot of killin'

I been waiting for the summer
I been grindin' all winter
I can't pull up to your show if
A chopper ain't in the Sprinter
A thirty piece around my neck and
It got diamonds all in 'em
Put a twenty on your head and
You'll be gone before dinner
Deposit for the center
Break 'em off for the rental
Ask my teacher what it was, she said
"Reading is fundamental"
I know I don't fit in
Ain't no love for the sinners
You supposed to spin a bend on
A nigga who killed your nigga

That's off the dribble
We gon' bleach yours residentials where
They knock a nickel
When them crackers get to knockin'
Keep it confidential dope fiend 'nem told me
That they got potential
Nigga threw it all away
And started poppin' thizzles
This Skydweller fucking off your presidential
Advise you not to go against
Us in the given smoke
Hit his nose, through his eyebrows
Hit his throat
Hit his nose, through his eyebrows
Hit his throat

This how you live when you winning, nigga
This how you live when you winning, nigga
Everything bad from the cars to the bitch
They fuckin' with a thug
Showin' love to the realest
And don't play like we ain't
Came from the trenches, nigga
And they know we came from the trenches
Nigga still got love for the trenches
I got niggas still in 'em
One call to the city
Be a whole lot of killin'