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keep winning - peezy lyrics

[intro]
right

[chorus]
we keep winnin’ or we ain’t losin’ (we ain’t, gettin’ it, n*gga)
all this money, got your ho choosin’ (got your ho choosin’)
they want us to fail, but we gon’ ball (we gon’, ball on ’em)
for all my b*tches and all my dawgs (ayy, ayy)
we gon’ keep on grindin’
we gon’ keep on grindin’
we gon’ keep on grindin’
we gon’ keep on grindin’ (ayy, ayy)

[verse 1]
ballin’ on these sucker*ass n*ggas and they can’t stand it
i’ma always be a f*ckin’ champ’ because i take chances
see these n*ggas hatin’ from afar, tell ’em, “keep it up”
why you in your feelings, postin’ sh*t on social media?
leavin’ out the dealership with somethin’ with no mileage on it
ain’t a f*ckin’ throphy, n*gga, if you ain’t grindin’ for it
tell them n*ggas i be everywhere, i ain’t hidin’ from ‘еm
i don’t wanna hear about no check if you ain’t got it on you
broke*ass n*gga, shut your mothеrf*ckin’ mouth
you ain’t even got a card, you sleepin’ on your mama couch
caught a layman, i’ma buy a pint and blow a ounce
we them boys who kept act’ when they said it was a drought (p*ssy)
[chorus]
we keep winnin’ or we ain’t losin’ (we ain’t, gettin’ it, n*gga)
all this money, got your ho choosin’ (got your ho choosin’)
they want us to fail, but we gon’ ball (we gon’, ball on ’em)
for all my b*tches and all my dawgs (ayy, ayy)
we gon’ keep on grindin’
we gon’ keep on grindin’
we gon’ keep on grindin’
we gon’ keep on grindin’ (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2]
keep on grindin’ on these n*ggas and don’t ever stop
i know what i be doin’ in these streets so i just let ’em talk
somebody tell these no name f*cks quit playin’ with a boss
or i’ma spend this ten i just made and get your ass chalked
eatin’ stuffed chicken with the sweet potato casserole
i’m at ruth chris, i don’t eat no white castle, ho
n*ggas makin’ corny diss songs but i be laughin’, though
you know you ain’t finna cop sh*t so why you askin’ for?
b*tches know who gettin’ it, i ain’t even gotta brag
i be f*ckin’ on them hoes, they don’t like to follow back
we don’t talk about no money ’cause we get a lot of that
i can make a hundred bands and i ain’t even gotta rap, boy

- peezy lyrics

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