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wretch 32 - winning lyrics

[pre-hook]
distinctive, brother, i don’t even look like me anymore
it’s just fish for the brother, i don’t even like the sight of me anymore
i’m embracing my change, i don’t even like the sight of pee anymore
i never rest, never rich, i don’t know if i can peak anymore, it ain’t no fluke

[verse 1]
f-ck a stellar, i’m defining groove
back and better, unrecyclable
flat or flag, you fly it to the moon
bring it back, they have to find the proof
that was me just tryna channel you
i got favor, that’s a channel 2
when my girl was tryna find a move
shawty came and partied through and through, i did it
in it to win it, a black business, so i
bringing my n-ggas with our black beamers
we we’re ready to fit it, used to rap n-ggas
now we’re rapping for figures, guess the stats really, changed up
we’re royalty, can you, blame us?
our royalties got us, chained up
use your mind for a diamond, used to mine for diamond
yeah, i got my calling on 10
was on the phone ’till the phone died
new york k!llers online
[?]
my n-gga made a k!lling off white
now we just dance on our -ss
drip, drip, he ain’t slide
my n-ggas don’t fool, they fly

[verse 2]
i keep you close enough to stab
i keep you far enough to shoot
pray that i don’t ever have to choose
i’m the father of the group
that means that daddy gotta steer the ship through, gotta harbor for the youths
keep your karma in loop
i keep my karma in square
that’s in a box or in a tomb
so forever i’m amused
that means i’m laughing to the bank
i can spend whatever on my shoes
l-o-l, l-o-l, my sounds banging to the decibel
let it belt, put the powers on my head as well
you can tell, don’t know the deal of a card you’ve never dealt
let me help, it’s too sad that
head and tails, heaven, h-ll, stay in the middle, that’s your better self
never sell, don’t take offense cause this ain’t nfl
i’m odell, i’m running back to the ends cause i never turn my back on the ends
yeah, i sold bits in the bizz (yeah!)
ooo, them n-ggas want ticks (woo!)
see your n-gga sell his home for a brick (stupid!)
now he gotta heat his l1ck (yeah!)
household name, i’m a fridge
cold -ss n-gga ’round this
cold out, black on my whip
cold out, flash on my wrist

[hook]
that i just keep winning
i just keep winning, what i gotta lose?
i’ma just keep winning
i just keep winning, free 2 w
i just keep winning
i just keep winning, then turn up the loose
i just keep winning
i just keep winning
i just keep winning
i just keep winning
i just keep winning
i just keep winning (free 2 w)
i just keep winning
i just keep winning
i just keep winning (then turn up the loose)
i just keep winning
i just keep winning

- wretch 32 lyrics

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