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letra de winners circle - joey purp

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[verse 1: joey purp]
i done seen, n-gg-s that was eaten together fall off the table over b-tches
it ain’t personal n-gg- you should be handlin your bussiness
closed mouths get open the barrel of burners put in them
closed eyes get led through the darkness
i need a witness ridin’ by myself
i ain’t worried about you n-gg-s
tryna find myself, how about you n-gg-s try to change your fate
you killin’ n-gg-s in your hood, you the kkk
what’s the difference between you and them
boys in blue and the boys in white
i used to be with them
boys in blue sellin poison white to my own folks
ridin’ through my old hood
but i’m in that new whip same old burner it got a new clip
everyday new young n-gg- dead on the news clip
every hood same old n-gg-s don’t ever do sh-t
every dollar stuck in my wallet i’m runnin through sh-t
before i be a deadbeat father i hang myself, on my mama
i done seen, n-gg-s sell drugs to their own blood
i done see n-gg-s snitch on n-gg-s in they own hood
i done seen kids steal drugs from their own parents just to start a habit that they would inherit
i done seen real n-gg-s fall victim to the fame
i done seen b-tch n-gg-s get rich and get a name
i done seen the same person in the mirror everyday and my vision gettin clearer everyday
you take a little biggie and a little big l
add an adolescent on the corner with packs to sell
you take a little em and andre 3k, and guess what you got
the 2016 2pac, back and improved
back from the dead back on your -ss, back in my groove
you couldn’t walk a step in my shoes i been that dude
ask around the city they see me it’s nothin new, and they done let the wrong n-gg-s in the room
real n-gg-, lets get it

[hook: vic mensa]
champagne, champagne, champagne, welcome to the winner’s circle
welcome to the winners circle
all of your problems don’t mean, don’t mean, a d-mn thing
when you in the winners circle
the top feels so much better than the bottom

[verse 2: vic mensa]
i woke up this morning with a fever for life
a liver full of patron, half a belief in the christ
flights from new york home
my b-tch tweaking from nights that i never answered the phone
because she always started a fight
i fought my whole f-cking life, that ain’t nothing new
don’t make me, don’t make me i know they want me to
become a statistic or a victim of the change just so n-gg-s can say i changed
like i did all of this work to stay the same
i feel like david blaine
disappearing like the mayans except a n-gg- made it rain
and i’m stepping out of hermes to whip on angels wings
i’m climbing up the coast, i wonder if god flies coach
i wonder if cam can really see me from my southside shows
i got my dogs with me i keep a rottweiler close
so if you thinking of runnin’ up, tryna reach for my bread
best be the gingerbread man hope you can outrun the toast
because these bullets will leave you bleeding the most
b-tch i’m the king of my castle i throw my queen boat
f-ck losing my balance im in miami with my talents
f-cking up the balance
vic mensa for president never claimed to be a reverend
used to ride a bike on days that i was drug peddlin that hood medicine
another victim of the drug citizen
lock him up make him a good citizen
we ain’t breakin even we gon’ win against all odds
so you gonna need an army against all squads i hope you n-gg-s been praying

[hook: vic mensa]
champagne, champagne, champagne, welcom to the winner’s circle
welcome to the winners circle
all of your problems don’t mean, don’t mean, a d-mn thing
when you in the winners circle
the top feels so much better than the bottom

[outro: vic mensa]
i know, i’ve been down that road
i’ve been lost before
but days don’t feel the same no more
and now we on, and now we on
when the world is on your shoulders everybody wants to know you

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