Winning - Wretch 32

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 meat anymore

I’m embracing my change, I don’t even like the sight of P anymore

I never rest, never wretch, I don’t know if I can peak anymore, it ain’t no

fluke

That I just keep winning

I just keep winning, what I gotta lose?

I’ma just keep winning

I just keep winning, 3−2 W

I just keep winning

I just keep winning, then turn up the loose

I just keep winning

I just keep winning, yeah

Fuck a stellar, I define the groove

Back and better, unrecyclable

Fly the 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 flava that’s a channel too

When my goal was tryna find a move

Shottin cane, Totty through and through

I did it.

In it to win it, a black business, so I

Bring in my niggas with our black Beamers

We we’re ready to fill it, used to wrap niggas

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

Lose your mind for a diamond, use to mine for diamond

Yeah, I got my calling on time

Was on the phone 'till the phone died

All your killers online, if it’s onsight then he’s gon' type

My nigga made a killing off white

Now we just dance in our ice

Drip, drip, he ain’t gon' slide

My niggas don’t fool, they’re fly

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 meat anymore

I’m embracing my change, I don’t even like the sight of P anymore

I never rest, never wretch, I don’t know if I can peak anymore, it ain’t no

fluke

That I just keep winning

I just keep winning, what I gotta lose?

I’ma just keep winning

I just keep winning, 3−2 W

I just keep winning

I just keep winning, then turn up the loose

I just keep winning

I just keep winning

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 till we got a 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, got the powers on my head as well

You can tell, don’t know the deal because you’ve never dealt

Let me help, there’s two sides like

Head and tails, heaven, hell, 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 bits (Yeah!)

All them niggas want ticks (Woo!)

See your nigga sell his home for a brick (Stupid!)

Now he got the heat his lit (Yeah!)

Household name on my fridge

Cold ass nigga I’m blitz

Kodak black on my whip

Kodak flash on my wrist

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 meat anymore

I’m embracing my change, I don’t even like the sight of P anymore

I never rest, never wretch, I don’t know if I can peak anymore, it ain’t no

fluke

That I just keep winning

I just keep winning, what I gotta lose?

I’ma just keep winning

I just keep winning, 3−2 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 (3−2 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