Jon Hope - Winner's Story

Cars driven and Ice drippin' with different colors
Thick women they body language they never stutter
Your truest self is covered
I see the pain hidden deep and its hard to keep up trying to be another
Could try to blame your mother stare at the clock
Cause there comes a time where you face to face in this muhfucka
Evaluate the costs
Is it my life? And if that's the price I aint trying to buy in this muhfucka
I just wanna ensure that my soul is pure
Fore I retire that my fire works July 4th
Reach for the sky for my niggas who bear arms
In the trenches or life sentences where you die more
Word to mamas I promise you can know your wealth
No overzealous dont be jealous of your future self
My nigga or lady love I'm talking to you both
No need to do the most

I hope you hearing what Im sellin'
Fuck them other people and the haters who be jealous
Time to level up dont waste a minute or a second
Winners tell the story Im just here to fuckin' tell it
I hope you live to tell it (yours)

Written by:
Harrison Grigsby

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Lyrics © Sentric Music

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