Victory Lap Lyrics

Victory lap, I ran a relay through the trap

It's going up, they gon' run this shit back

We put Middle sound on the map(Middle Sound Loop)

Go hard for my team, that's facts(Mafia)

It's a victory, it's a victory

All up in my bag, what's gotten into me

Making history, now I got enemies

Tell me why you salty and so sick of me?

It don't matter if you came up from the suburbs or the street

If you taking care of your family, you a motherfucking G

There's more to being a gangster than the naked eye can see

It's more than being a blood or being a crip believe me

It's more than being a black disciple, Folk and GD

Listen to me if you please, I'ma continue to kick it so feed me these beats

Rolled the dice to get back on my feet, because life is a gamble that lesson will teach

Bet I can preach about all of the shit that I seen, that's all that matters to me

I bought my mama a BMW, so Boogie can ride in the back

Now his favorite is Soulja Boy tell em and my baby Max talking about the trap

If I get knocked down, I'ma get back up, with the Hartsfield Mafia bitch that's us

Smoking on loud better keep that hush

If you running your mouth, then I'll do what I must

Victory lap, I ran a relay through the trap

It's going up, they gon' run this shit back

We put Middle sound on the map(Middle Sound Loop)

Go hard for my team, that's facts

It's a victory, it's a victory

All up in my bag, what's gotten into me

Making history, now I got enemies

Tell me why you salty and so sick of me?

I've made up my mind, and I can't waste no time with you

I'm living my best life, I was so blind, your true colors shined through

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

You, You

I've made up my mind, and I can't waste no time with you

I'm living my best life, I was so blind, your true colors shined through

Victory lap, I ran the relay through the trap(Trap, Trap)

It's goin' up, they gon' run this shit back

We put Middle sound on the map(on the map hoe)

Go hard for my team, that's facts(thats facts hoe)

It's a victory, it's a victory

All up in my bag, what's gotten into me

Making history, now I got enemies

Tell me why you salty and so sick of me?