Winner's Circle Lyrics

Roadrunnin from the murda to LA

Then comin back

All these videos and shows

Tell me are you keepin track

got no time to catch no feelings

Baby Don't get too attached

I'm onna stage or inna stu

So Don't be askin where I'm at

In the garage with all the homies we jus smokin playin beats

Make this shit look way to easy they think Huncho got the cheats

Marcus told me I'm the voice he the vision

So imma preach

Every time you in the field

You better tighten up your cleats

Aye

I make slaps they gon keep this shit on replay

I jus bought Shawty a drink

Feel like Tpain

But I'll be gone in a flash

Like I'm dwade

10 years later

I'm still Pullin up on CJ

Cuz that's my brother from another

Till It's over

Good vibes bad habits

We ain't sober

Cuz that's my brother from another

Till It's over

Good vibes bad habits

We ain't sober

Fuck the feds cuz they harassin all my brothers

In the winners circle widdit

They jus tryna burst our bubble

I was gone for a minute

But I'm back now

They don't like see us up

So They tryna pull us back down

But We gon push thru everytime

Cuz this the great movement

I was raised around the realest

It ain't hard to see the fake movin

You on vibrate

Yo name ain't got no rang to it

Life on the line for some clout

You might lose it

I was blessed with the skills and the knowledge To make it out

They tried to box me in

It's TGM I'm breakin out

I got the devil on my shoulder

But I'm walkin with the lord

Seven years in the game

N this year I won't be ignored

All this Blood sweat and tears I swear to god I gave my all

I'll be damned if Judas try to come take it I'll knock him off

I had too many bosses

I done worked too hard

Takin no days off

Shit a take you far

Listen

It's god plan

I'm jus fullfillin my destiny

Daddy really wasn't there

But momma still gave the best to me

Jake was down for Seven years

Cuz he had too many felony's

tryna make it out the murda

Off of writin these melodies

If I really tell the truth

Shit I'm proud of me

Had to run it up

Cuz they was always lookin down on me

Now it's sunny skies

But I used to have that cloud on me

Walkin thru that storm I made it out

They always doubted me

Fuck the feds cuz they harassin all my brothers

In the winners circle widdit

They jus tryna burst our bubble

I was gone for a minute

But I'm back now

They don't like see us up

So They tryna pull us back down

But We gon push thru everytime

Cuz this the great movement

I was raised around the realest

It ain't hard to see the fake movin

You on vibrate

Yo name ain't got no rang to it

Life on the line for some clout

You might lose it