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Luke Nathans – Winner lyrics
Yea Luke Baby
I see you Sean
Chapter After Mark by the way
Yo Roc you ready
Verse 1:
They say I wasn't born for this
They said this hustle ain't for me
They say I lack the propensity for this effing rhapsody
They said the race was for the swift
Those who can Usain Bolt all week
Niggas with long black feet
Niggas who fish from the deep
They said I didn't qualify
To get a spot on Spotify
They say they got no problems
'long as these bitches multiply
They ball harder than I do
Them cheques never came through
They act like they know you
As long as you got juice.
If you ain't got no problems
Why you so far from success
Why you still do them drugses
Why you blind like them mices
If you ain't got no problems
Why you so far from success
Why you still do them drugses
Why you blind like them mices
Hook:
Imma winner winner
Yeah imma winner winner
Modaf***in winner winner
Imma winner winner
Imma modaf***in winner winner
Yeah imma winner, winner
Its in my dna, ohoooh its in my dna
Verse 2:
It ain't a do or die affair,
You gotta get yourself here
You gotta understand that niggas was born black but we die fair
You looking down on me
But you don't pay my bills
You looking down on me
You don't know how real feels
This music game is a relay
Pass the baton when you can
And never write a nigga off
Just because he don't do your thing
You do yours I do mine
We all cool we feel fine
You take sobs its all good
But don't ask me to do it too
You say you the S. I of cypher
But there ain't even an S. I in cypher
Nigga I make my own tunes I'm the piper
And if you take out the lights I shine brighter
Hook:
Imma winner winner
Yeah imma winner winner
Modaf***in winner winner
Imma winner winner
Imma modaf***in winner winner
Yeah imma winner, winner
Its in my dna, ohoooh its in my dna
If you ain't got no problems
Why you so far from success
Why you still do them drugses
Why you blind like them mices
You do yours I do mine
We all cool we feel fine
You take sobs its all good
But don't ask me to do it too
I see you Sean
Chapter After Mark by the way
Yo Roc you ready
Verse 1:
They say I wasn't born for this
They said this hustle ain't for me
They say I lack the propensity for this effing rhapsody
They said the race was for the swift
Those who can Usain Bolt all week
Niggas with long black feet
Niggas who fish from the deep
They said I didn't qualify
To get a spot on Spotify
They say they got no problems
'long as these bitches multiply
They ball harder than I do
Them cheques never came through
They act like they know you
As long as you got juice.
If you ain't got no problems
Why you so far from success
Why you still do them drugses
Why you blind like them mices
If you ain't got no problems
Why you so far from success
Why you still do them drugses
Why you blind like them mices
Hook:
Imma winner winner
Yeah imma winner winner
Modaf***in winner winner
Imma winner winner
Imma modaf***in winner winner
Yeah imma winner, winner
Its in my dna, ohoooh its in my dna
Verse 2:
It ain't a do or die affair,
You gotta get yourself here
You gotta understand that niggas was born black but we die fair
You looking down on me
But you don't pay my bills
You looking down on me
You don't know how real feels
This music game is a relay
Pass the baton when you can
And never write a nigga off
Just because he don't do your thing
You do yours I do mine
We all cool we feel fine
You take sobs its all good
But don't ask me to do it too
You say you the S. I of cypher
But there ain't even an S. I in cypher
Nigga I make my own tunes I'm the piper
And if you take out the lights I shine brighter
Hook:
Imma winner winner
Yeah imma winner winner
Modaf***in winner winner
Imma winner winner
Imma modaf***in winner winner
Yeah imma winner, winner
Its in my dna, ohoooh its in my dna
If you ain't got no problems
Why you so far from success
Why you still do them drugses
Why you blind like them mices
You do yours I do mine
We all cool we feel fine
You take sobs its all good
But don't ask me to do it too
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