Winona - song lyrics
Don't take no handouts this is my owna
And the feds know that 40 cal fit my persona
I can sell me no more weed because I am a stona
When I act up it get loud guess it's matching my odour
Finished whippin' up a batch got the fish scale aroma
One toke will have you glassed get em' sent to a coma
Won't stop till' I put a roof on the hill like I'm Jonah
Servin' white chicks in the city, White chick from Winona
I just walk in the trap and I sold me two half a b's
I ain't wholesaling either I'm chippin' down to the fiends
Way before I seen a bean I fell in love with the triple beam
Way before I was hustilin' was solvin' out A.D.T's
I'm way out where 42 can't consider me
Too much traffic on the 401 dip to the 403
A quarter key ain't open doors for me I had to use my feet
Can't even stretch instant lockup thanks to the recipe
So tell a dumb broad bitch Free LM, afri a wiz
Fuck the system man it's rigged, try to line us up with them bids
On a 12 hour shift overtime so I cannot miss
Started with a half a nick, turn a baby into a chick
Don't take no handouts this is my owna
And the feds know that 40 cal fit my persona
I can sell me no more weed because I am a stona
When I act up it get loud guess it's matching my odour
Finished whippin' up a batch got the fish scale aroma
One toke will have you glassed get em' sent to a coma
Won't stop till' I put a roof on the hill like I'm Jonah
Servin' white chicks in the city, White chick from Winona
I'm servin' work same colour as a bitch that's Persian
I'm learnin' my ideal lifestyle is a different version
So I'm mergin' on the express because the fiends they urgin'
Couldn't bad me up before and I'm not a different person
Worsen roll with gas, flame spark shit combustin'
She jerkin' and slurpin' to get herself a burkin'
Networkin' make me reflect on all the times I'm hurtin'
I ain't drownin' in the water, whip and shit start surfin'
I hear from all the sides and swear that shits not adding up
And if a nigga outline, bomb his land up like Syria
It's sad enough to show her you're the man, you had to add a cuff
Man like me just like to ride, they like the way I saddle up
I fished off the boat my plug tell me to get my paddle up
These kids play with toys, whats a noise so try not to get rattled up
They used to diss, say we were nothing so why are they mad at us
To find my way I was chippin' off icebergs from Antartica
Don't take no handouts this is my owna
And the feds know that 40 cal fit my persona
I can sell me no more weed because I am a stona
When I act up it get loud guess it's matching my odour
Finished whippin' up a batch got the fish scale aroma
One toke will have you glassed get em' sent to a coma
Won't stop till' I put a roof on the hill like I'm Jonah
Servin' white chicks in the city, White chick from Winona