Still Winning by Nina Macc Lyrics
[Verse 1: Nina Macc]
You know I never really thought that it could be like this
When I was in my CC bag stuffing funds from a trick
I never thought that I could have a microphone as a lick
Until I wrote my first rhyme and that bit was on hit
Now I got a whole album Memoirs of a Bitch
But hey don't forget the Boss when you be saying that shit
My opposition will get tossed like I was throwing a pitch
And if you tell go to hell cause I don't fuck with a snitch
They say Nina Macc you coming with some more songs girl
I said yep I got some shit about to rock your world
See I be in my Bat Cave chilling in some Jean Yu
Waiting on that phone call, nigga I don't mean you
I got one responsibility so I don't need two
I'm eating wack emcees for lunch so I don't need food
My flow more modern, these hoes I don't bother
I do it for the pretty girls who don't know they father
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
And when you looking at my life, yep still winning
Bitch I don't know what you was thinking cause I'm known to get it
Ain't nothing ever came from laying back and bullshitting
Except a gang of bruises and a whole lot of cash missing
And when they look up on my page, ha still winning
The Forgiatos on this motherfucker still spinning
The sun gleaming off my skin yep still glisten
It's Westside middle fingers here still twisting
[Verse 2: Nina Macc]
I ain't stressing, I move like a President
Got half my money now I'm going for the rest of it
See me in these Chucks cause I do it for the west of it
Best of chicks and of course I do it for the Mexicans
And I ain't trying to rest again
On my Makaveli 7 days I got to turn this in
Fingertips warming from this heat I probably burnt my pen
Issue out a warning to these geeks, ain't trying to be your friend
EMG's face card
Kinda like Viagra cause my compositions stay hard
Flows like Niagra and I write them in my backyard
Use up all the pages and start writing on the back part
Yo I'm in a different mind frame
Trying to get these duckets I ain't fucking with your mind games
Really stop talking and just give your ass some sign lang
Or snap on a sucker like I lost my damn mind mane
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
And when you looking at my life, yep still winning
Bitch I don't know what you was thinking cause I'm known to get it
Ain't nothing ever came from laying back and bullshitting
Except a gang of bruises and a whole lot of cash missing
And when they look up on my page, ha still winning
The Forgiatos on this motherfucker still spinning
The sun gleaming off my skin yep still glisten
It's Westside middle fingers here still twisting
You know I never really thought that it could be like this
When I was in my CC bag stuffing funds from a trick
I never thought that I could have a microphone as a lick
Until I wrote my first rhyme and that bit was on hit
Now I got a whole album Memoirs of a Bitch
But hey don't forget the Boss when you be saying that shit
My opposition will get tossed like I was throwing a pitch
And if you tell go to hell cause I don't fuck with a snitch
They say Nina Macc you coming with some more songs girl
I said yep I got some shit about to rock your world
See I be in my Bat Cave chilling in some Jean Yu
Waiting on that phone call, nigga I don't mean you
I got one responsibility so I don't need two
I'm eating wack emcees for lunch so I don't need food
My flow more modern, these hoes I don't bother
I do it for the pretty girls who don't know they father
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
And when you looking at my life, yep still winning
Bitch I don't know what you was thinking cause I'm known to get it
Ain't nothing ever came from laying back and bullshitting
Except a gang of bruises and a whole lot of cash missing
And when they look up on my page, ha still winning
The Forgiatos on this motherfucker still spinning
The sun gleaming off my skin yep still glisten
It's Westside middle fingers here still twisting
[Verse 2: Nina Macc]
I ain't stressing, I move like a President
Got half my money now I'm going for the rest of it
See me in these Chucks cause I do it for the west of it
Best of chicks and of course I do it for the Mexicans
And I ain't trying to rest again
On my Makaveli 7 days I got to turn this in
Fingertips warming from this heat I probably burnt my pen
Issue out a warning to these geeks, ain't trying to be your friend
EMG's face card
Kinda like Viagra cause my compositions stay hard
Flows like Niagra and I write them in my backyard
Use up all the pages and start writing on the back part
Yo I'm in a different mind frame
Trying to get these duckets I ain't fucking with your mind games
Really stop talking and just give your ass some sign lang
Or snap on a sucker like I lost my damn mind mane
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
And when you looking at my life, yep still winning
Bitch I don't know what you was thinking cause I'm known to get it
Ain't nothing ever came from laying back and bullshitting
Except a gang of bruises and a whole lot of cash missing
And when they look up on my page, ha still winning
The Forgiatos on this motherfucker still spinning
The sun gleaming off my skin yep still glisten
It's Westside middle fingers here still twisting