Briggs, Flume, Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu - Victory lyrics
[Briggs, Flume, Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu - Victory lyrics]
Cheah yo
I’ll say I’m done when I'm finished
And I worked for this position
With no fouls, just know how, the GOAT now
No kidding and I'm home now, so fitting
I'm sittin' here and thinkin' (yeah)
This is so dope, I had no hope
(What?) and I so broke (What?)
That I’d sleep though dinner
Now I smoke cigars 'cause I’m winning
(Woo) , and I smoked the competition (Woo)
And I’ve broken toes, and the trophies
Home, and I burns 'em all, no Smithers
(Woo) and I took crown and it's fittin'
(Haha) , and these bad apples got bitten
And these snowmen ain’t no men
Bring a heatwave in this blizzard
If life's a bitch, I deciphered
It, she wasn’t likin' Briggs, she’s bitter
Took time for that to get it
Wit' her, now she’s smiling back
She’s smitten i don’t need to say I done
Did it, I brought you proof
And I fought for you
Triple XL medium, let’s say I got big visions
All these cookie cutters wanna sook and
Splutter, we’ll go to court
And I’ll bring my brother
He’ll represent and get ten percent and
Get a t-shirt for that innings no eBay
Keep these mates who are down
To do my bidding
My head down and my guard up
And your mouth shut in my city
And I put this roof (Over ya head)
And I spoke that truth (Over ya head)
Went from the futon to a foam mattress to
The point where I never see my bed
One thing on my mind when I rest my head
One thing in my life I’d trade for death
I couldn’t give a fuck who ya favourite is
You want a taste of the
Real? Then savour this
And I don't know what famous is
I'm a country kid with a taste for kicks
And I kill this till brain desists
Till I flip out like Kramer did
And I don’t care who your saviour is
When it's your time you’ll pay for this
And I owe this to the Cummera
Mish, when they walked off
They paved me this
They put the chains on our
Necks, and we're here, so what's next?
I'm gettin' paid for shows and that payment
Shows in this chain round my neck
It's more than that cheque
It's all that respect
You could do it for love
But that's hard to find when no
One here is gettin' fed
So I do it like it's nothin
I hit the ground, i'm runnin'
My people proud, my friends around
But I'm sick of burying my cousins
I'm real sick of losin' my brothers who
Couldn't make it out of that gutter
A win for me is a win for them
I got more to lose than these others
A win for me is a win for them
I got more to lose than these others
And it might sound silly
But I feel guilty when I see their mothers
So a win for me is a win for them
I got more to gain than these others
And I felt the pain, and we needed change
So I bought it by the dozens
I’ll say I’m done when I'm finished
And I worked for this position
With no fouls, just know how, the GOAT now
No kidding and I'm home now, so fitting
I'm sittin' here and thinkin' (yeah)
This is so dope, I had no hope
(What?) and I so broke (What?)
That I’d sleep though dinner
Now I smoke cigars 'cause I’m winning
(Woo) , and I smoked the competition (Woo)
And I’ve broken toes, and the trophies
Home, and I burns 'em all, no Smithers
(Woo) and I took crown and it's fittin'
(Haha) , and these bad apples got bitten
And these snowmen ain’t no men
Bring a heatwave in this blizzard
If life's a bitch, I deciphered
It, she wasn’t likin' Briggs, she’s bitter
Took time for that to get it
Wit' her, now she’s smiling back
She’s smitten i don’t need to say I done
Did it, I brought you proof
And I fought for you
Triple XL medium, let’s say I got big visions
All these cookie cutters wanna sook and
Splutter, we’ll go to court
And I’ll bring my brother
He’ll represent and get ten percent and
Get a t-shirt for that innings no eBay
Keep these mates who are down
To do my bidding
My head down and my guard up
And your mouth shut in my city
And I put this roof (Over ya head)
And I spoke that truth (Over ya head)
Went from the futon to a foam mattress to
The point where I never see my bed
One thing on my mind when I rest my head
One thing in my life I’d trade for death
I couldn’t give a fuck who ya favourite is
You want a taste of the
Real? Then savour this
And I don't know what famous is
I'm a country kid with a taste for kicks
And I kill this till brain desists
Till I flip out like Kramer did
And I don’t care who your saviour is
When it's your time you’ll pay for this
And I owe this to the Cummera
Mish, when they walked off
They paved me this
They put the chains on our
Necks, and we're here, so what's next?
I'm gettin' paid for shows and that payment
Shows in this chain round my neck
It's more than that cheque
It's all that respect
You could do it for love
But that's hard to find when no
One here is gettin' fed
So I do it like it's nothin
I hit the ground, i'm runnin'
My people proud, my friends around
But I'm sick of burying my cousins
I'm real sick of losin' my brothers who
Couldn't make it out of that gutter
A win for me is a win for them
I got more to lose than these others
A win for me is a win for them
I got more to lose than these others
And it might sound silly
But I feel guilty when I see their mothers
So a win for me is a win for them
I got more to gain than these others
And I felt the pain, and we needed change
So I bought it by the dozens