Winning

[Intro: Big Homie Flee]

Yeah, Tema, Brooklyn kosi Chiraq, Southside

C-12, 9, 11

Grrr to the wiase, we still outside

Mind on the riches, heart in the trenches

You can’t throw dirt on the underground, we thrive in it

Ghana Boyz stocks on the rise, chale, this flex no dey reddit

See we, we not dey ride nobody wave, we the ones who started wit’ it

Translation, yɛn na yɛdi baa yɛ, yɛn ahh na ye ye no hit

Huh, this shit goes so hard even the opps go fuck wit' it, uh-huh, that’s how you know we lit

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Grrrrrr

Holllooonnn!

[Chorus: Kwesi Arthur]

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, wе no go stop

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

You dey pretеnd, living a lie

You no be gang, Awala

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

You dey pretend, living a lie

You no be gang, Awala

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

[Verse 1: Kwesi Arthur]

(Herh, herh, herh, herh, herh, herh, herh, herh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, in God I dey trust

Me 'ntake no loss

We be the hardest on the scene

Gem stones from the dust

Big Dog ma te leash

Where's my love in these streets?

Pour my heart on a beat

See the blood on my sheets

Yɛ wo me ready, me hit heavy

Azuma the pride of my people already

Tema to L.A

Me I am just sharing my journey

I'm thankful the people, the people dey hear me

Tribe of Joseph, I am ahead of the bunch

P5 I was starving for months

Eburo ne nkatie in both of my pockets

Mennim adeɛ aa ɛnnɛ yɛbɛdi for lunch

Poppi call me a star before BBC

It will take a lot to get rid of me

Me and them no get the same, shit

Me and them no get the same, shit

Before I die them go know who the name is

They say, I move like I am nameless

'Cause I only come for the money bags

And I don't really wanna be famous

[Chorus: Kwesi Arthur]

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

You dey pretend, living a lie

You no be gang, Awala

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

You dey pretend, living a lie

You no be gang, Awala

All my niggas winning now, winning now, winning now, winning now

Winning now, we no go stop

[Verse 2: VIC MENSA]

Aye, look

Kwesi and Kwesi, we goin’ crazy

We at the top and we never gon’ stop

Hop in the Ghost, I'ma get Swayze

I just got off the jet in Accra

My niggas all winning, Alhamdullilah

I be on go ‘cause I come from the Chi

I’m shootin’ back, I ain’t duckin’ no shots

Got power like Samson, I cut off the locks, ah

Chiraq, uh, Tema

In the cut like I’m Fredo Santana

Buju Banton I hop in the Beamer

The world is mine, I’m Tony Montana

I'm pelican fly, diamonds on me ‘cause I’m reppin’ the Roc

I’ma go harder, I ain’t killin' 'em soft

I’m up in the hills, I feel like Lauryn, you ready or not?

I like bitches who got businesses, I’m CEO of mine

1980 Prezi Rollie, we been workin’ overtime

Fuck the witness, fuck the police, fuck the pigs, I don’t eat swine

Son of Jacob, this shit Biblical, my flow the Holy Guide

SaveMoney ground up, in the gutter where they found us

Stones in the face, Mount Rush

More vacays, more bucks

More Wraiths, more foreign trucks

More hoes on the tour bus

More D’Ussé pour a cup

Toast to the winners, throw it up, uh

[Outro]

Juiczxx where the drums at?