Faruhdey, B. Russ, Kadesia Woods, Rapsody - Winners Circle lyrics
[Faruhdey, B. Russ, Kadesia Woods, Rapsody - Winners Circle lyrics]
Sayid:
I was a military communications officer
Hurley: Oh yeah? You ever see battle?
Sayid: I fought in the Gulf War
Hurley: No way! I got a buddy who
Fought over there he was
In the 105th Airborne what were
You: Air Force? Army?
Sayid: The Republican Guard
Doubt'll kill a man but I am not a quitter
That's for suicidal niggas grippin' pistols
Couldn't give a shit if I overdosed on
Pepto Bismol 'bout what
You think "successful, " nigga
Shit they stressin' bout? I
Ain't even stressin', listen
A long journey
But at least I'm deeper in my mission
If yesterday is a positive then
I'm stickin' with it
Instant gratification seems to be
A problem with us
Most rich niggas take losses for
They see a million
So why we question if it take a
While for us to get it?
I'm askin' questions broke niggas
Got no answers to
At least broke niggas who ain't
Got ambition like we do
For the summer I sat and
Pondered on my winner moves
'cause when it all falls, they leave
At least I still got you
Appreciate your confidence for
Not leavin' me, baby
Having conversations with myself
But I ain't crazy i'm just a winner, nigga
There's been so much that I've
Learned in my past
Reminiscing on the things we didn't have
It taught me to grind and
It taught me to dream
I cherish every memory
So when you tell me you're proud
That I've come so far
It hurts to know where I've been
Is where you still are
Oh I'll keep fighting 'til you're
Right here with me
Oooh, and I'mma give you the world
Because you're more than worthy
And people laugh at my dreams
But I won't let them kill me
M-m-m-m, I can't stop 'cause I
Got people dependin' on me
And their prosperity's the only thing
That matters to me
I left what was seen for what was unknown
Strayed away from the vision and path
But alas: the prodigal son's home
Tell my family and friends
Raisin' up the God within
Optimistic as Sounds of Blackness
When that record spins
I've see plenty stuck on the
Bottle like a broken cap
Compromising on who they follow
All a coping act it's killing season
Target tattooed on my open back
Still saying race ain't an issue?
You must be smoking crack
Stress on the daily
Grey my roots like Alex Haley
They'd kill me before they jail me
Devils try to derail me
But praise be to Allah, success an odor
You smell me could care less if you sell me
Nothing that you can tell me
Trials, they purify
Bare witness: supreme fitness
I will never give up
Never say "never" except this instance
All I ask is for your patience and
Forgiveness on this narrow road to riches
Winner's circle make an entrance, gone