Released on November 4, 2015

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[Intro: Curren$y]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


[Chorus: Curren$y]

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take to see you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing em just to see you living, living, living

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas just can't take to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take to see you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killin em just to see you living, living, living


[Verse 1: Curren$y]

I'm off in the studio chillin (chillin', chillin')

When I really could be working every minute

My nigga we really tryna get it, no handouts

I never sit on my ass, I make sure that I stand out

I can show you what the muthafuckin man about, in a versace robe in front my house

I'm strollin to the muthafuckin mailbox, a royalty cheque that I just got

Nigga might spazz out by the block, ride by and bitches pass out

They faint at the sight of my paint, I only did it cause you said I can't

Smellin' like six pounds inside the bank, get paid big bucks for what I think

Yellow gold cuban link, white T, and three and a quarter length mink on me

Everything I got all me, bet every dollar that you got on me

Heard that niggas from the other side plottin' on me, but that ain't gon' stop no G


[Chorus: Curren$y]

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take to see you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killing em just to see you living, living, living

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas just hate to see you winning, winning, winning

Some niggas can't take it when you get it, get it, get it

Like it's killin em just to see you living, living, living


[Bridge: Curren$y & (Wiz Khalifa)]

Roll one up for them haters, I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters, I'm just counting my paper

Roll one up for them haters, I'm just counting my paper

We blow smoke in they faces, they all catching the vapors

(Get High)


[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Niggas hate to see you ballin', niggas love it when you callin'

Just a youngin' from the Burgh, with his brother from New Orleans

Really started from nothing, made a choice to do our own thing

Writing songs and always hustlin', who got the bomb was the discussion

And when you bring it to us, betta have that strong

Cause we the wrong ones to fuck with

Hard to get in touch with us, all the real in love with us

Call your friends get up with us, tried once now you're stuck

Count your money, pile it up, it's 'bout your blessings not your luck

I've been blessed, to do a lot of things

Like smokin weed, everywhere I go

Stayin' at the top floor, everywhere I go

Taking all my niggas with me, everywhere I go

Letting all my real niggas know


[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]

They hate to see us winning, hate to see us winning

They hate to see us winning, hate to see us winning, no

Hate to see us winning, hate to see us winning

Me and my nigga Spitta, can't believe we did it