Winning Tee Grizzley

[Chorus]
Ayy, winning, winning, winning, winning
Winning, winning, winning
You from the trenches, you living, you winning
You wake up and go and get it, you winning
You tryna double your digits, you winning
You put hot sauce on your chicken, you winning
Ayy, winning, winning, winning, winning
Winning, winning, winning, winning
I'm from the trenches, I'm living, I'm winning
I wake up and go and get it, I'm winning
I'm tryna double my digits, I'm winning
I put hot sauce on my chicken, I'm winning

[Verse 1]
I'm from the trenches, I made it
That's crazy, it was so dangerous
But I wasn't scared and I wasn't hating
I was just dreaming, Glock with the laser
Tax on the bag, you know we gon' take it
Then link with the bros in grandmama's basement
See what we made
He play with us, next time you see him gon' be at his grave (Bah)
Dog food, fentanyl
First nigga in the city with a Benz truck, big dawg (Skrrt-skrrt)
They don't like me on the other side
But I'm still getting money over there, I know they pissed off
I'm so surprised that I'm still alive
I gotta thank God 'cause I was outside and bullets was flyin'
And I ain't get hit (Nah)
That's how I know that I'm winning