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letra de everybody winning (prod. by tobi grow) - bobby winning

sun is shining, weather sweet.
drop top with my boy rolling round in the streets.
got our girls in the back on our way to the beach.
all my friends are there and i can’t wait to meet,
them, see it’s been a long time since.
we did something like this and we had a chance to blend.
i see people i ain’t seen in years, some ten.
got me wondering. how did it even come to this?
we used to hit the club, experiment with drugs.
talk sh-t in cl-ss, tell our teachers to kiss our -ss.
up with girls. nervous as a motherf-ck.
hope they don’t say p-ss, cuz i really wanna tap that.
i’d get drunk and rap over machine gun funk.
those were the days man, that sh-t was fun.
not saying i don’t have fun anymore.
it’s just different with all of us now that we’ve all grown up.
what’s my definition of a good time?
chilling with my friends, everybody doing fine.
chilling with my girl, sipping on good wine.
chilling with the fam, knowing they be alright.
yeah. high five motherf-cker
everybody winning. everybody winning.
yeah. high five motherf-cker
everybody winning. everybody winning.
now we all here. steady rock.
can’t believe my buddy still got that old boom box,
i remember from back on the block sitting on the porch.
listening to dead prez, it’s bigger than hip hop,
how that b-ss knock. now look at how we changed up.
used to not give a f-ck, now you’re about to graduate.
used to smoke weed everyday, now you getting that cate.
i used to hate teachers. now i’m the one they glad to hate.
the chick we used to think was fine ain’t looking that good.
the chick we said was ugly now a model in hollywood.
that nerd we used to beat up became a millionaire.
all the homies we looked up to, moving in and out of jail.
spill out a little beer, for those no longer here.
gone but not forgotten is the motto over here.
i know i said it before, but i’ll say it again.
funny how sh-t change and never will be the same.
what’s my definition of a good time?
chilling with my friends, everybody doing fine.
chilling with my girl, sipping on good wine.
chilling with the fam, knowing they be alright.
yeah. high five motherf-cker
everybody winning. everybody winning.
yeah. high five motherf-cker
everybody winning. everybody winning.
as i’m growing, i am the witness to sh-t.
happening around as i’m gaining experience.
my environment forever changing.
go back to my old hood, there’s only a few left hanging.
i used to know everybody, now everybody everywhere.
living their life, getting paid, chasing careers.
some getting married. some having kids.
spread out across the globe, travelling this b-tch.
i guess it’s cool but sometimes i still wish i could.
go back to the days when we was up to no good.
sh-t is blurry now that i’m moving close to thirty.
all i have is pictures and memories of something that seems.
as if it happened to another person.
even though i’m in those pictures, i find it hard to believe.
i guess we all came a long way in the life we live.
and what’s next for me. i can’t wait to see.
what’s my definition of a good time?
chilling with my friends, everybody doing fine.
chilling with my girl, sipping on good wine.
chilling with the fam, knowing they be alright.
yeah. high five motherf-cker
everybody winning. everybody winning.
yeah. high five motherf-cker
everybody winning. everybody winning.

- bobby winning

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