Mind state of a winner
Being broke heating up TV dinners
Hop in the sprinter
Hop in let's get it nigga
F*ck let's try something different
Na na na na
Yeah I f*ck with that
Woah woah woah
Yung G In this bitch woah
I swear I come alive in the nighttime
And it always feel like the right time
Tired of saying that it's my time
But ima manifest myself up in the limelight
Off white mixed with my off lean sprite
Had to quit that shit still reminisce that shit
Days was spent making music and getting lit
Purple syrup and some pills up in my faygo
Floating feeling great then I wake up where'd the day go
Shrooms sat me by myself and turned my head to play dough
It taught me things I had never known took me places you can never go
I feel alive when I'm high
I'm not tryna comply with Society bitch don't you lie to me
I been at the bottom of the bottom wasn't no saving me
I had to save myself times I damn near used to hate myself
Chalk it up to a loss we all take them
It's not just about how you bounce back but how you shake them
All the dreams up in your head can come true just say f*ck everybody else and do you
Too many times I had to press rewind
We either together or you changing your mind
I'm not no reject steady showing regrets
Need a mirror to reflect
I need a bitch who just need sex
I need money more than I need you
I gave you a AP but you still belong to the streets
Just cause you with me don't mean you really with me
I see the white on your nose Whitney
Don't wanna be mean but don't make me
Caught flows for all these hoes
I pick which one I want by the way the dice rolls
F*ck what your nigga heard
I flip the beat up like a bird
Goyard shades with the gold rims
Now I'm getting money and you mad you chose him
Had you on your knees so much you was Derozen
Yeah bitch I'm the one who's chosen
Money flowing like Floyd in the ring
Illest round so you never gonna hear a thing
Low key shit I need a low key bitch
F*ck a insta model I need a check hoe all that shit
I need one who's gonna be my main not my side bitch
Forgiato print on the lambo tint
Benihana taste pull up in all kinds of wraiths
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Mind state of a winner
Being broke heating up TV dinners
Hop in the sprinter
Hop in let's get it nigga
F*ck let's try something different
Na na na na
Yeah I f*ck with that
Woah woah woah
Yung G In this bitch woah
I swear I come alive in the nighttime
And it always feel like the right time
Tired of saying that it's my time
But ima manifest myself up in the limelight
Off white mixed with my off lean sprite
Had to quit that shit still reminisce that shit
Days was spent making music and getting lit
Purple syrup and some pills up in my faygo
Floating feeling great then I wake up where'd the day go
Shrooms sat me by myself and turned my head to play dough
It taught me things I had never known took me places you can never go
I feel alive when I'm high
I'm not tryna comply with Society bitch don't you lie to me
I been at the bottom of the bottom wasn't no saving me
I had to save myself times I damn near used to hate myself
Chalk it up to a loss we all take them
It's not just about how you bounce back but how you shake them
All the dreams up in your head can come true just say f*ck everybody else and do you
Too many times I had to press rewind
We either together or you changing your mind
I'm not no reject steady showing regrets
Need a mirror to reflect
I need a bitch who just need sex
I need money more than I need you
I gave you a AP but you still belong to the streets
Just cause you with me don't mean you really with me
I see the white on your nose Whitney
Don't wanna be mean but don't make me
Caught flows for all these hoes
I pick which one I want by the way the dice rolls
F*ck what your nigga heard
I flip the beat up like a bird
Goyard shades with the gold rims
Now I'm getting money and you mad you chose him
Had you on your knees so much you was Derozen
Yeah bitch I'm the one who's chosen
Money flowing like Floyd in the ring
Illest round so you never gonna hear a thing
Low key shit I need a low key bitch
F*ck a insta model I need a check hoe all that shit
I need one who's gonna be my main not my side bitch
Forgiato print on the lambo tint
Benihana taste pull up in all kinds of wraiths
Being broke heating up TV dinners
Hop in the sprinter
Hop in let's get it nigga
F*ck let's try something different
Na na na na
Yeah I f*ck with that
Woah woah woah
Yung G In this bitch woah
I swear I come alive in the nighttime
And it always feel like the right time
Tired of saying that it's my time
But ima manifest myself up in the limelight
Off white mixed with my off lean sprite
Had to quit that shit still reminisce that shit
Days was spent making music and getting lit
Purple syrup and some pills up in my faygo
Floating feeling great then I wake up where'd the day go
Shrooms sat me by myself and turned my head to play dough
It taught me things I had never known took me places you can never go
I feel alive when I'm high
I'm not tryna comply with Society bitch don't you lie to me
I been at the bottom of the bottom wasn't no saving me
I had to save myself times I damn near used to hate myself
Chalk it up to a loss we all take them
It's not just about how you bounce back but how you shake them
All the dreams up in your head can come true just say f*ck everybody else and do you
Too many times I had to press rewind
We either together or you changing your mind
I'm not no reject steady showing regrets
Need a mirror to reflect
I need a bitch who just need sex
I need money more than I need you
I gave you a AP but you still belong to the streets
Just cause you with me don't mean you really with me
I see the white on your nose Whitney
Don't wanna be mean but don't make me
Caught flows for all these hoes
I pick which one I want by the way the dice rolls
F*ck what your nigga heard
I flip the beat up like a bird
Goyard shades with the gold rims
Now I'm getting money and you mad you chose him
Had you on your knees so much you was Derozen
Yeah bitch I'm the one who's chosen
Money flowing like Floyd in the ring
Illest round so you never gonna hear a thing
Low key shit I need a low key bitch
F*ck a insta model I need a check hoe all that shit
I need one who's gonna be my main not my side bitch
Forgiato print on the lambo tint
Benihana taste pull up in all kinds of wraiths
Writer: Gerald Higgins
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