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

Oh, na na na na na, yeah, yeah mmm

When do you realize
I ain't the same as these guys? yeah
They tried to ride the wave
Got lost in all my space
I be skating on ice, grinding night and day
Just so we'd make it rain
Make it rain in any weather
Counting money and the laughter
We not in here, nah, no pasa
I just light up my roster
I drink my Hennessy straight
My mother and my team straight
I guess I make it real easy now
Real easy to hate

See, them man hate, them man gon' hate on you
Then they bet, them man, they bet on you
Wanna flex, them man 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 bend 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 bust down
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 three hundred at the top
It's only us now i might 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 in Gelati
In the truck now
Shawty on my body and she's probably
Tryna cut now, right now, yeah, yeah

Them man hate, them man gon' hate on you
Then they bet, them man, they bet on you
Wanna flex, them man 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
(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

Man, I swear this shit is cutthroat
Even though I give no fucks, though
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 dope
Learned 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 the gym
Do this for my mama, and my daughters
And my kin
More specifically my father, and my
Brother, and my wifey, and my auntie 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

Them man hate, them man gon' hate on you
Then they bet, them man, they bet on you
Wanna flex, them man 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