Shad - Always Winnin lyrics
[Shad - Always Winnin lyrics]
(I'm loving this generation)
(Y'all cats know we always play to win)
Said I'm always winning
(Y'all cats know we always play to win)
Feel me, grown man
Back off the road and in my own home
Watching Homeland
And romancing with a mean girl, Lohan
Trying to deprogram, Detox, lace the Reeboks
Set a screen pop then shoot a three off
The griot with deep thoughts
Watching NBC Peacock
Grizz, we stop not, till we EGOT
Quote Jack Donaghy, pro-black Donna Lee
Pump Pope Francis with a dope rap homily, yo
I read some Facebook posts
And I open textEdit
Cause, I don't blog or Twitter, yaa
I get-get it and I kinda get Reddit but
I don't really get credit
Not like respect, like actually
I don't really get credit
I don't got a credit card, good, no debts yet
At times I go to pay and they say "Yo
We don't accept debit"
Don't accept cash? Well
You make us have to get in debt
It makes me wanna talk Illuminati
On my next record also rapping too, though
I don't really get credit i don't know
I'm pretty sure I'm the best at it
Couple get close when they grind like Next
You know, baby when we're grinding
That's "Too Close" by Next
Check it, Shad's on that silly swag
Jeans got that T-Boz and Chilli sag
Seven minute epic rap Iliads
Young black genius, some cats really mad
Even political when I boast
Now I Billy Bragg
So from punk rockers to gun
Cockers to dumb jocks to young doctors
They're all saying that I come proper
Like "I knew he had lyrics
But that was a fun concert"
Haters can hate, I'm unbothered
The bottom line is i'm always winning
I said I'm always winning
Kind of rhymes that got the mommies grinning
Army print and vintage Tommy
In my laundry spinning speaking of mommies
Lot of people call me Pops
Because I'm always watching kids
Trying to get it popping
With a couple little poppy hit's and
They might pop a bit
But look who's popping Cris
In the post season, popovich
Champagne popping
But I started from the opposite of bottom
Still on top of it
My dominance is Duncan-esque
The rest is overhyped
These punks is under prepped
And soft as One Direction while I'm
Sharp enough to puncture flesh
One punch'll get you stumbling
Like a drunken mess lungs compress
Stuck in a stretcher until
They run some tests
Uncontestable, born to rest, sun is blessed
So I'mma bring the pressure
I'm even better in sudden death
Forever unimpressed, I'm clever
No wonder heads
Pirate this like discovering treasure
In a sunken chest motherfunking fresh
The sound of thunder over rumbling jet
Coming from the west where the sun gets set
Not a Brit, but still a London rep
Like I'm double deck busses
Watch me bust this like a hundred TECs
IQ measure by one question, who wanna mess
With brother SK? Say yes
And you the dumbest yet humble vet
Still rumbling with anyone that steps
'Til every tongue confess that your
Boy belong among the best always winning
(Y'all cats know we always play to win)
Said I'm always winning
(Y'all cats know we always play to win)
Feel me, grown man
Back off the road and in my own home
Watching Homeland
And romancing with a mean girl, Lohan
Trying to deprogram, Detox, lace the Reeboks
Set a screen pop then shoot a three off
The griot with deep thoughts
Watching NBC Peacock
Grizz, we stop not, till we EGOT
Quote Jack Donaghy, pro-black Donna Lee
Pump Pope Francis with a dope rap homily, yo
I read some Facebook posts
And I open textEdit
Cause, I don't blog or Twitter, yaa
I get-get it and I kinda get Reddit but
I don't really get credit
Not like respect, like actually
I don't really get credit
I don't got a credit card, good, no debts yet
At times I go to pay and they say "Yo
We don't accept debit"
Don't accept cash? Well
You make us have to get in debt
It makes me wanna talk Illuminati
On my next record also rapping too, though
I don't really get credit i don't know
I'm pretty sure I'm the best at it
Couple get close when they grind like Next
You know, baby when we're grinding
That's "Too Close" by Next
Check it, Shad's on that silly swag
Jeans got that T-Boz and Chilli sag
Seven minute epic rap Iliads
Young black genius, some cats really mad
Even political when I boast
Now I Billy Bragg
So from punk rockers to gun
Cockers to dumb jocks to young doctors
They're all saying that I come proper
Like "I knew he had lyrics
But that was a fun concert"
Haters can hate, I'm unbothered
The bottom line is i'm always winning
I said I'm always winning
Kind of rhymes that got the mommies grinning
Army print and vintage Tommy
In my laundry spinning speaking of mommies
Lot of people call me Pops
Because I'm always watching kids
Trying to get it popping
With a couple little poppy hit's and
They might pop a bit
But look who's popping Cris
In the post season, popovich
Champagne popping
But I started from the opposite of bottom
Still on top of it
My dominance is Duncan-esque
The rest is overhyped
These punks is under prepped
And soft as One Direction while I'm
Sharp enough to puncture flesh
One punch'll get you stumbling
Like a drunken mess lungs compress
Stuck in a stretcher until
They run some tests
Uncontestable, born to rest, sun is blessed
So I'mma bring the pressure
I'm even better in sudden death
Forever unimpressed, I'm clever
No wonder heads
Pirate this like discovering treasure
In a sunken chest motherfunking fresh
The sound of thunder over rumbling jet
Coming from the west where the sun gets set
Not a Brit, but still a London rep
Like I'm double deck busses
Watch me bust this like a hundred TECs
IQ measure by one question, who wanna mess
With brother SK? Say yes
And you the dumbest yet humble vet
Still rumbling with anyone that steps
'Til every tongue confess that your
Boy belong among the best always winning