Verse 1: Kanin] Mama said, mama said, mama said Boy you a star Livin in a place with a bad mind state Where a lot of good niggas don’t make it that far Lot of good niggas didn’t lost they lives These niggas didn’t lost they minds For a piece of the pie Everybody try to get rich fore they die Uh, fuck any nigga tryna stop mines Eject any nigga tryna waste time Bitch you fuckin with a gifted mind Eat these niggas like pork rinds Fuck these hoes like one time But bitch niggas ain’t one time Seen this shit too many times So I grab my balls, got on the grind No I’m getting paid and livin life Livin life in the winner circle Cus I suffered much, suffered much Cold world on color purple Puffin on that color purple Pockets green like Ninja Turtle Turnt up when I’m off the herb But jump through the hurdles when I use my verbals Fuck you fake niggas talkin bout Fuck these lame niggas lookin at? I’m in a circle full of real niggas And when I take this bitch you can’t have it back It’s called hijack, hijack TDE where the riders at THC, we got pounds of that Fuckin around in our circle, riders
[Hook x2] We livin life in the winner circle Ain’t no fake niggas allowed We livin life in the winner circle I’m gon make my mama proud
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Life never did seem like it seen some life in me Lights in the cloud that read, "Little nigga just use yo head you might can be Just like Mike on the mic", Jordan You’re recording more than twice a week That’s not enough if you’re nice as thee Eminems You mimic them legends but your work ethic is quite petite Everything you like somehow retreat From the page I’m so impatient Pacin back and forth my sleeping pattern is getting badder than insomniacs I’m a zombie at the studio, Can you ponder that? I soon will blow like an arsonist All I wanna do is be heard uh All I ever do is strike nerves (Huh!) A lot of fuck niggas and a lot of fuck bitches That’s one thing that I observe (Uh!) Cus when you doin you, everybody seem cool Til you fuck around, get a blessing And you look in the mirror, see the same old nigga But everybody around you stressin' I ain’t ask nobody for nothing I went and got it my own nigga it’s nothin And if you don’t condone or respect that Then step back off my nuts nigga it’s fuck ya I got a an appetite for more supper And I lack advice for these suckers And I sacrifice what I made, God bless my days while I’m in this circle Ridin
[Hook x2] We livin life in the winner circle Ain’t no fake niggas allowed We livin life in the winner circle I’m gon make my mama proud