Kerser - Winner lyrics

Why I got ‘em all so bitter? Swear they gonna hate if you a winneeer Yeah I’m medicating off a pinga All my faith in God but I’m a sinner Why I got ‘em all so bitter? Swear they gonna hate if you a winneeer Yeah I’m medicating off a pinga All my faith in God but I’m a sinner [Verse 1] Pick apart your brain I’ma pick apart your conscience It’s nonsense they think they can stop this, I drop hits Plus I got this urge to drop heat and stomp beats Had to tell the boys not to roll c*nts at Got Beef Chuck ‘em in the air, gang signs let ‘em hang high Do a drive by and try sell ‘em back the same ride Take flight, I get high and I’m sinister Never had a f**k to give, I slap the Prime Minister Waiting for the sunrise, early morning dumb high See my mate face 25 and he ain’t budge twice Don’t you tell me ‘bout the rap game The s**t was nearly dead and I put it on my back mane Do your research, holes in your T-shirts I should get an overall cut of what the scenes worth Teamwork with the Kers and I climb the top The last album I was washing out some writers block [Hook] Why I got ‘em all so bitter? Swear they gonna hate if you a winneeer Yeah I’m medicating off a pinga All my faith in God but I’m a sinner Why I got ‘em all so bitter? Swear they gonna hate if you a winneeer Yeah I’m medicating off a pinga All my faith in God but I’m a sinner [Verse 2] I’m tryna see a different life from a ghetto roof This before the Kerser even known to rep the youth I’m with my boy and he loading up bullets He letting off random shots, I ain’t ask what he’s doing (ayo) This around 0’7, just after the pinga phase I’m learning how to budget when I crushed them on a dinner plate I had the chat kicks, saved by my rap spits Had a matching hat in Centerlink with some matchsticks And that stinks, that the day I made a smacky pill Probably hung it ‘round, s**t I’m probably smacking still I blew up and move up versuri-lyrics.info You knew but I tutor the youth I manoeuvre I cruised at the top, I’m still killin’ it bruz I swear I knew I was the s**t when a mil’ won’t enough (true) Tripped myself out, imagine how a hater feel I’m not depressed, but you still see me taking pills [Hook] Why I got ‘em all so bitter? Swear they gonna hate if you a winneeer Yeah I’m medicating off a pinga All my faith in God but I’m a sinner Why I got ‘em all so bitter? Swear they gonna hate if you a winneeer Yeah I’m medicating off a pinga All my faith in God but I’m a sinner