Winners Freestyle
Winners Freestyle

Sleepy Hallow - Winners Freestyle Lyrics

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Winners Freestyle Lyrics

Niggas datin' bitches' bodies, bitches datin' niggas pockets
I ain't Harden, can't leave my rocket, uh
Broke down doors, them niggas still gon' knock it
Lame niggas gon' fall off, them real niggas gon' pop shit
Winners, how they gon' treat us like beginners?
Know I put my all inside this shit when niggas didn't, uh
Cookin' up, my foot inside this shit, that's how I kick it
And lookin' back, they sold me all them dreams, like how I listen?
Hard to tell them youngins stay in school when I didn't, uh
Educate yourself, go get some money, make a livin'
And I ain't get it, huh
But I get it now
Never used to do, huh
But shit, I do it now
Back then woulda shot him up, I'll still shoot 'em down
Trap hard 'til you got enough
Tell 'em goofys move around
'Cause they ain't wanna listen 'til the chain started glistenin'
And I can't talk to God, the devil always in my business
Fatigued like fuck the law, the cops will never catch me slippin'
Shit, now I'm twenty-one, a couple cases on my back
Still ride around with straps, my kicks they laced, my hat to back
How dare you niggas cap, like we ain't put shit on the map?
"We gon' make it," that's what I told myself
When ain't nobody held me down, I had to hold myself
Ain't nobody holdin' you back, it's you versus yourself
Perkys is bad for your health, they poppin' it 'cause it helps
They say they don't trust 'cause people switch like reversible belts
I can't even blame 'em, that's a fact, I done seen it myself
But if it's beef, keep it in the street
You know cops be watchin' Instagram and all them tweets
Them youngins quick to creep, I ain't talkin' TLC
Every day like a feast, I'm yellin', "Bon appetite!"
Ain't get the ball like Jordan, I'm on the mic in these sneaks
'Member I couldn't afford 'em, now I cop 'em every week
Ain't talkin' money then it's foreign, don't understand what you speak
Don't believe what you hear, believe in half of what you see
Work hard, 'cause all that shit you want won't ever come for free
They ask me how I know, I said, "That shit happened to me"
Word

Niggas datin' bitches' bodies, bitches datin' niggas pockets
I ain't Harden, can't leave my rocket, uh
Broke down doors, them niggas still gon' knock it
Lame niggas gon' fall off, them real niggas gon' pop shit
Winners, how they gon' treat us like beginners?
Know I put my all inside this shit when niggas didn't, uh
Cookin' up, my foot inside this shit, that's how I kick it
And lookin' back, they sold me all them dreams, like how I listen?
Hard to tell them youngins stay in school when I didn't, uh
Educate yourself, go get some money, make a livin'
And I ain't get it, huh
But I get it now
Never used to do, huh
But shit, I do it now
Back then woulda shot him up, I'll still shoot 'em down
Trap hard 'til you got enough
Tell 'em goofys move around
'Cause they ain't wanna listen 'til the chain started glistenin'
And I can't talk to God, the devil always in my business
Fatigued like fuck the law, the cops will never catch me slippin'
Shit, now I'm twenty-one, a couple cases on my back
Still ride around with straps, my kicks they laced, my hat to back
How dare you niggas cap, like we ain't put shit on the map?
"We gon' make it," that's what I told myself
When ain't nobody held me down, I had to hold myself
Ain't nobody holdin' you back, it's you versus yourself
Perkys is bad for your health, they poppin' it 'cause it helps
They say they don't trust 'cause people switch like reversible belts
I can't even blame 'em, that's a fact, I done seen it myself
But if it's beef, keep it in the street
You know cops be watchin' Instagram and all them tweets
Them youngins quick to creep, I ain't talkin' TLC
Every day like a feast, I'm yellin', "Bon appetite!"
Ain't get the ball like Jordan, I'm on the mic in these sneaks
'Member I couldn't afford 'em, now I cop 'em every week
Ain't talkin' money then it's foreign, don't understand what you speak
Don't believe what you hear, believe in half of what you see
Work hard, 'cause all that shit you want won't ever come for free
They ask me how I know, I said, "That shit happened to me"
Word

Writer(s): Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Tegan Chambers
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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