Winning (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some **** can't it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living, living, living

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some **** can't it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living, living, living

I'm off in the studio chillin', chillin', chillin'

When I really could be working every minute, minute, minute

My ****, we really tryna get it, get it, get it

No hand outs, I never sit on my ass, I

Make sure that I stand out

I can show you what the motherfuckin man about

In a Versace robe in front my house

Now strollin' to the motherfucking mailbox

Large check that I just got

**** might spazz out by the block

Ride by and bitches pass out

They faint at the sight of my paint

I only did it 'cause you said I can't

Spreadin' like six pounds inside the bank

Get paid big bucks for what I think

Yellow gold Cuban link, white T

And three and a quarter length mink on me

Everything I got, all me

Bet every dollar that you got on me

Heard **** from the other side plottin' on me

But that ain't gon' stop, no, G

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some **** can't it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living, living, living

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some **** just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Like **** can't it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing 'em just to see you living, living, living

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters

I'm just counting my paper

We blow smoke in they faces

They all catching the vapors

Get high

**** hate to see you ballin'

****' love it when you callin'

Just a youngin' from the Burgh

With his brother from New Orleans

Really started from nothing

Made a choice to do our own thing

Writing songs and always hustlin'

Who got the bomb was the discussion

And when you bring it to us

Better have that strong

'Cause we the wrong ones to fuck with

Hard to get in touch with us

All the real in love with us

Call your friends, get up with us

Tried once, now you're stuck

Count your money, pile it up

It's 'bout your blessings, not your luck

I've been blessed

To do a lot of things

Like smoking weed everywhere I go

Staying at the top floor, everywhere I go

Taking all my **** with me, everywhere I go

Letting all my real **** know

They hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning

They hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning, no

Hate to see us winning

Hate to see us winning

Me and my **** Spitta

Can't believe we did it