Chance The Rapper - Winners lyrics

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Chance The Rapper - Winners lyrics

[Intro: Yxng Bane] Oh, nah-nah-nah-nah, ayy [Verse 1: Yxng Bane] When do you realize I ain't the same as these guys They tried to ride a wave Got lost in all my space Remember skating on nights, grinding night and day Just so we'd make it rain Make it rain in any weather Counting money a laughter We not in a no pasa I just laughed at my rasta I drink my Hennessey straight My mother and my team straight I guess I make it real easy now Real easy to hate [Chorus: Yxng Bane] See they might hate, they might go hate on you Then they bet they gon' bet on you Wanna flex them I go flex on you Wanna flex I demonstrate on you Talk down in the winter that's what winners do That's what winners do New piece for the summer, that's what winners do Yeah, that's what winners do, ah, yeah [Verse 2: Joey Purp] I might been around the block now Link with the gang, it's winning time I put the top down Ain't nothing changed, I need it right there when I touch down Make it rain for you, I could throw it up now Plain Jane on me, I might get a bussdown My main thang on me, she my only one now Yelling free the guys every time I toast it up now My money on my mind, every time I twist it up now I'ma hold the team down, ain't no switching up now [?] in my new Amiri jeans, let 'em bust out Keep this sh*t 300 at the top it's only us now I might AMG the Benz, leave 'em in the dust now Had the cut off friends, I don't know who I can trust now I was down but I'm up and it's stuck now Smoking on Biscotti in Gelati in the truck now Shawty on my body and she's probably tryna cut now, right now, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Yxng Bane & Chance the Rapper] See they might hate, they might go hate on you Then they bet they gon' bet on you Wanna flex them I go flex on you Wanna flex I demonstrate on you Talk down in the winter that's what winners do (That's what winners do) That's what winners do (That's what winners do) New piece for the summer, that's what winners do (Ah, ah) Yeah, that's what winners do, ah, yeah [Verse 3: Chance the Rapper] Man I swear this sh*t is cutthroat, even though I give no fu*ks though (Ah) They claimed the money changed me, they didn't even like me when I was broke Say I'm sleeping on 'em, they ain't like me when I was woke Say I'm falling off, but you ain't like me when I was dope Learn to leave my trophies and my circles inside the den Learning that a ring without the tickets is still a win Not just who was shooting, but who was hitting in the gym Do this for my momma, and my daughters, and my kin More specifically my father, and my brother, and my wifey, and my auntie Carolyn I used to give a fu*k, I used to care about opinions Then I took back all my fu*ks and started taking care of them I had to start moving different like a solo Had to go and get my distance, get my dolo No, it's no association, no more polo No, it's no association, no more polo [Chorus: Yxng Bane] See they might hate, they might go hate on you Then they bet they gon' bet on you Wanna flex them I go flex on you Wanna flex I demonstrate on you Talk down in the winter that's what winners do That's what winners do New piece for the summer, that's what winners do Yeah, that's what winners do, ah, yeah

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