Lyrics Digits - Win City

Last time I checked, winnas' keep hittas
I'm in the building, scene get wet up, that drip came wit us
Check the stats, we been the business
We good, we them 'fellas, add up the digits

Last time I checked, Winnas' keep hittas
I'm in the building, scene get wet up, that Drip came wit us
Check the stats, we been the business
We Good, we them 'Fellas, add up the digits

Guap came home, so you know we really talking money now
I'm what you seeing, who they playing, what we talking 'bout
Cliffy told me, for a Walkthrough, 100 'thou
He said, that's what we're worth, that's what I'm talking 'bout

I got a Louis bag for every hitta I done took down
Wilt Chainberlain, baby know how I keep count (100)
Made for TV, paparazzi for the pictures
My circle lethal I had to go, empire it

My Dope, different can't hit this
Run the game, everybody know what the Myles is (Family business)
If I'm a brand, then he's a brand
Then she's a brand, we be the brand, we Brandin'

New necklace, now you know I'm about to turn reckless
My skin pretty, I can't help it
Don't talk to me about Winning
You live Sin City, this WIN CITY, big difference

She 'gon act up for these Christians'
She 'gon act up for these Christian's
Nice in here, you can't miss this
It's Nice in here, you get the message

Last time I checked, Winnas' keep hittas
I'm in the building, scene get wet up, that Drip came wit us
Check the stats, we been the business
We Good, we them 'Fellas, add up the digits

Last time I checked, Winnas' keep hittas
I'm in the building, scene get wet up, that Drip came wit us
Check the stats, we been the business
We Good, we them 'Fellas, add up the digits

Don't talk to me about Winning
Always kept the vision
Head down, I'm on a mission
You wondering why we never missing

All these dreams so vivid
We see it all, so clearly
Niggas can't get near me
Always fear but never feel me

Understand this the real me, this the real me, this the Real Me
Everyday is payday
Winsday is our day

We not the same it's just different
We made the Drip, so nigga save ya tips, don't talk to me I won't listen (Nah)
I'm the boss, man, paid the cost, man, so call me, if we talking digits
Can't fool me once, won't fool me twice, so stop the fry it's Big Clifford

Target practice, won't miss
All gold on my fist
It's never smart to diss, but we know ignorance is bliss
All goals, I gotta list
Rather be respected than rich

But, how my plans go, and my prayers go, won't have a problem stacking chips
And I'ma lay it on you kind if thick
'Cause you know Win City, be the clique
You can try your best, you can try hard, but you'll never ever be this, yeah