I’m Winning (12:00 P.M) lyrics

(x2)
All these n*ggas hating on me
I ride around for them who lonely
Are you a girl or a woman
You're either nobody or someone

It's been a minute
Now a n*gga winning
Kush to the brain and my damn head spinning
Gotta thank god cause' a n*gga still living
Gotta get rich not become a statistic
Hold up, let me wait a minute
Dread head n*gga but I'm with foreign b*tches
Posted in my city better known that's me b*tch
No give outs f*ck n*gga this ain't Christmas

I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning
Hell yeah my n*gga I'm winning

I'm back like I never left
All I care about: money, weed, and my health
I'm tryna' get rich, tryna' get wealth
Alphabet Chris, double G's on my belt
Said they won't help, they don't wanna help
They wanna see me fall and stumble on my steps
But I can't fall, too busy at the top
And my dime b*tch gotta' give the best top
Everybody pause when a young n*gga drop
Cause everybody know that this young n*gga hot
They don't see me, they don't believe me
Know n*ggas plottin', everybody scheming
Sleep when I'm dreaming
Man this sh*t is easy
Hoes wanna f*ck, said hoes wanna tease me
Hoes wanna f*ck and hoes wanna please me
Sorry baby girl but it's not that easy
They say I'm the truth
Even when I'm not in the motherf*ckin' booth
n*ggas talk big with a small ass crew
Boy I talk big about myself, what it do
Yeah you're really not tight, April fools
Yeah you're really not tight, April fools
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Some n*ggas hate me
Some n*ggas diss me
Some b*tches love me
No b*tches kiss me


"If I wrote you a symphony
Just to say how much you mean to me, you do
If I told you you are beautiful
Would you thank me or keep backing up, would you
Well baby, I've been around the world
But I ain't seen myself another girl
Like you
There's something that presents my heart
But there's nothing else I need from you
But you"