Winners

Na-na-na-na-na-ay
Mhmm

When will 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
Countin' money and the laughter
We not in a no pass up
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

See they might hate, they might go hate on you
Then they bet, they might be bet on you
Wanna flex, them a gon' 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, oh yeah

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 thing on me, she my only one now
Yellin' "Free to 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

Rockies and my Amiri jeans, let 'em bust out
Keep this shit 300, at the top it's only us now
I migh AMG the Benz, leave 'em in the dust now
Had to 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 and Gelati in a truck now
Shawty on my body and she probably trying to cut now
Right now, yeah, yeah

They might hate, they might go hate on you
Then they bet, they might be bet on you
Wanna flex, them a gon' 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
New piece for the summer, that's what winners do
Yeah, that's what winners do, oh yeah

Man, I swear this shit is cutthroat even though I give no fucks though
They claiming the money changed me
They didn't even like me when I was broke
Saying I'm sleeping on 'em, they ain't like me when I was woke
Saying I'm falling off but you ain't like me when I was dope
Learning 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 a gym
Do this for my mama and my daughters and my kin
More specifically, my father and my brother
And my wifey and my aunty Carolyn
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 be bet on you
Wanna flex, them a gon' 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, oh yeah