Winning Circle Lyrics

My Friends

Yeah

Hey, aye, aye, aye

It goes on

Yeah

Baby life goes on

I stay down, love you 'till the lights go off

Know I came round, just to get my psycho on

Make time for you, even when the night goes long

Always writing trying to write my wrongs

Always hopping on a flight so long, so long

From here on until the next life the show goes on

Won't ever act as if I do no wrong, nah

Working on myself is still a solo job

Done with forcing a smile at every photo op

That shit is in the past

Getting high on the highway 'till I'm fin' to crash

Ashing on to the steering wheel

God asking me how I really feel

Got my cardio up, from running way behind

Time to vote on the way to govern my state of mind

Flying over distractions of doing this & that

Feels like school all over sitting in business class

Always got to keep it moving like a fitness class

Curse always wanting more but got the gift of gab

Always wanted my life to run on a different track

All I do is hit record I never listen back

Too much time in the mirror trust me that shit is whack

I'll be the one to bring my city back

And make it great again

The real ones saying wait a minute

What you mean by that

Pre-civil rights, you want to bring that scene right back

Go ahead

See what happens to you

Life is life, and you're the only one that ever makes it happen for you

My friend

Whatever happens I'm a always find a way to win

Welcome to the winning circle

Yeah, red as blood money, welcome to the winning circle

Legal or illegal I'm a get to it, welcome to the winning circle

Yeah, burning jet fluid welcome to the winning circle

My friends

Oh no

Oh no

Feel me

Check

Please

More than half the country living in debt

Stuck at home getting violent or having infinite sex

Delayed payment to put my name on a stimulus check

And your very, very, very welcome

Connor filed unemployment cause he's very selfish

Cassidy would never ever do some shit like that

Send me a pack I'll double up and send the chips right back

And cop a crib I don't need so I can live like that, yeah

Bought so much ice got my account frozen

Copped a crib for my cousin it's just a town over

Wolf of all streets never getting found sober

And since we all eat, every night's a proud moment

Moving silent my Tesla don't got a loud motor

Fuck around and get arrested just for punching club promoters in the spot they needed

The music business is shady that shit is not a secret

It got us waiting on a lot of people

To make it great again

The real ones saying wait a minute

What you mean by that

Pre trap-music you really want that scene right back

Go ahead

See what happens to ya'

Life is life, and you're the only one that ever makes it happen for you

My friend

Whatever happens I'm always to find a way to win

Welcome to the winning circle

Red as blood money, welcome to the winning circle

My oh my