[Intro: 808s Drop Heavy – Sub-Bass Rattles, Choir Enters Low and Ominous]
Choir (layered, building):
Winnnnn-ing…
Winnnnn-ing…
(808s slam, snare cracks)
Weezy F…
[Chorus: Dynamic Choir – Full Power, Call-and-Response, 808s Punching on Every Kick]
Choir (massive, soaring):
Winning! (Winning!)
We been winning! (We been winning!)
All I know is winning! (Winning!)
Can’t stop winning! (No!)
Winning! (Winning!)
Still winning! (Still winning!)
Young Money winning! (Winning!)
Tunechi keep winning!
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne – Fast Flow, Multis, 808s Sliding]
I wake up to winnin’, that’s my alarm clock,
Diamonds on my neck do the Harlem shake non-stop.
I’m the Carter VI, still the best ever,
Haters in the rearview, gettin’ smaller than ever.
Money tall as Yao, pockets deeper than wells,
Every beat I touch turn platinum, ring bells.
I’m a Martian, landin’ on your planet, claim the throne,
Young Money empire, built it stone by stone.
Weed louder than the choir, smoke fill the rafters,
Life a highlight reel, no disasters, just chapters
Of me winnin’, grinnin’, spinnin’ Benzes through the city,
Bad chick in the passenger, pretty and witty.
I’m the blueprint, y’all just photocopies faded,
Legend in the flesh, highly anticipated.
Tunechi!
[Chorus: Dynamic Choir – Even Bigger, Ad-Libs Swelling, 808s Rattling Harder]
Choir:
Winning! (Winning!)
We been winning! (We been winning!)
All I know is winning! (Winning!)
Can’t stop winning! (No!)
Winning! (Winning!)
Still winning! (Still winning!)
Young Money winning! (Winning!)
Tunechi keep winning! (Yeah!)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne – Slower, Menacing Delivery, 808s Rolling Deep]
I’m winnin’ so much I forgot how to lose,
Tattoos tell the story, every scar paid dues.
Skate on any beat, kickflip the track,
Then land in a Maybach, leather seats black.
They study my moves like I’m scripture in class,
But can’t recite the bars, they just mimic the laugh.
I’m the goat with the coat made of cashmere and wins,
Every L I ever took turned to lessons again.
Private jet altitude, still above the hate,
Chandelier money swingin’ over my plate.
I’m a walking trophy, polished, no rust,
Turn dust to diamonds, that’s just us.
We don’t chase the bag, the bag chase me,
Red beam on the doubt, set it free.
Weezy!
[Bridge: Choir Only – Gospel Runs, Harmonies Stacking, 808s Thundering]
Choir (powerful, ascending):
All the way up! (All the way up!)
Can’t bring us down! (Can’t bring us down!)
Victory ours! (Victory ours!)
Crown after crown!
Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh… Winning!
[Final Chorus: Choir + Wayne Ad-Libs – Explosive, 808s at Maximum]
Choir:
Winning! (Winning!)
We been winning! (We been winning!)
All I know is winning! (Winning!)
Can’t stop winning! (Never!)
Winning! (Winning!)
Still winning! (Forever!)
Young Money winning! (Winning!)
Tunechi keep winning!
Wayne (over choir):
Yeah… we don’t lose…
We just win different…
Haha… Tunechi!
[Outro: 808s Fade Slow, Choir Holds Long Note]
Choir (echoing):
Winnnnn-ing…
Winnnnn-ing…
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