Revenge (Winning) lyrics

[Intro]
This sh*t off the top man
Like every other track
Yeah yeah

[Chorus]
From the bottom but now I'm winning
b*tch I’ll pay that bag, I'll get you hit
b*tch I live revenge, I live to sin
I'm tired of n*ggas fakin’
It's crazy, I thought shawty was my main squeeze
I believed the lies bro told me
f*ck a n*gga, b*tch I do it on my lonely
Who that? Clutching on my blicky
Grrrt, slaughter that, slaughter him
b*tch we put in pain, we get it in
Me and my dawg was down bad in the trenches
New blick, we're tryna stretch 'em, that my past life

[Verse]
Give him shots up out that G-lock, better love lifе
I heard he with the opps, sеnd him to dead guys
For real I'm in the Rex smoking dead guys
Collect the bag, drop a bag for my war scars
Grrr, pistol with me creeping and I'm on guard
I got me some problems, ain't tell nobody
Not for no b*tch, not for no money, nah
I just need my meds, I'm fighting demons
Who that? Clutching on my blicky
I told BabyGhetto, bro "Get busy"
b*tch, it kinda hurt, I miss my n*gga, I can’t see him
b*tch don’t ask me nun', we kill, that a reason
Leave that boy on Jane Street, leaking
Better leave your crib with pistol, boy I mean it
Free the members, we was out there really geekin’
b*tch don't ask me sh*t, yeah I'm riding with my n*gga
[Chorus]
From the bottom but now I'm winning
b*tch I’ll pay that bag, I'll get you hit
b*tch I love revenge, I live to sin
I'm tired of n*ggas fakin'
It's crazy, I thought shawty was my main squeeze
I believed the lies bro told me
f*ck a n*gga, b*tch I do it on my lonely
Who that? Clutching on my blicky
Grr, slaughter that, slaughter him
b*tch we put in pain, we get it in
Me and my dawg was down bad in the trenches
New blick, we're tryna stretch 'em, that my past life