Smoko Ono, Chance The Rapper, Joey Purp and Yxng Bane - Winners

Oh, nah-nah-nah-nah, ayy
(Chea)
Hmm-mmm

When do you realize
I ain't the same as these guys (chea)
They tried to ride a wave
Got lost in all my space
Remember skating on nights, grinding night and day
Just so we make it rain
Make it rain in any weather
Counting money and I laughter
We not in a no pasa
I just light up 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

See they might hate, they might go hate on you
Then they bet, they might debate on you
Wanna flex, them a go flex on you
Wanna flex to demonstrate on you
Top 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, oh, yeah, yeah

I might bend around the block now
Link with the gang, it's winter 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
Money on my mind, every time I twist it up now
I'ma hold the team down, ain't no switching up now
Rackies in my new Amiri jeans, let 'em bust out
Keep this shit 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

They might hate, they might go hate on you
Then they bet, they might debate on you
Wanna flex, them a go flex on you
Wanna flex to demonstrate on you
Top down in the winter, 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, oh, yeah, yeah

Man, I swear this shit is cutthroat
Even though I give no fucks 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 though
Learning 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 Carolynn
I used to give a fuck, I used to care about opinions
Then I took back all my fucks 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

They might hate, they might go hate on you
Then they bet, they might debate on you
Wanna flex, them a go flex on you
Wanna flex to demonstrate on you
Top 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, oh, yeah, yeah

Written by:
Chancelor Bennett, Guystone Menga, Joseph Davis

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