paroles de chanson Attack Mode - Win City

Back for another one, WIN CITY troublesome, we on another run
This like a habit, yeah, it's automatic, my flow, like Tommy Gun
Can't kick wit niggas, who ain't 'bout a dollar, they hand out, like buy me 'some
Lil nigga, I'm not the one, I promise, yeah I'm from the bottom

Smoke got me clearing my conscious up
Ain't got no time, to be thinking 'bout Donald Trump
I gotta get to the bread, like it's time for lunch
No broken promises, I cannot rest 'til my time is up, facts

Look, I gotta get it, any means, you might see me strapped
I just might die, over beats, 'cause it's deeper than rap, look
I gotta keep a stack, please
These niggas be rappin', it's cap

Stay away from with that, got this weight on my back, ain't no time to relax
My head on a swivel, can't pick up my dribble, I'm pushing the temp, yeah I'm at ya neck
Don't play no games if you play, disrespect
100-yd gain when I pick up the check

Going to get it, since from the beginning I knew I was winning
Pockets, full of just linen
I still knew I was winning, my soul is just different
I, free my thoughts, free myself, thank God
Clearer vision, see the mirror, looking in it, I know who you are

I been gone, for a minute
Redesign the flow, it's way different
Had to gain control of my image
Heart is cold, my soul, is my limit
Coming clean, I'm talking hygienics
I been Winning, since the beginning
Took some time, for me, just to get it
And time is money, I need every digit
I need my money now, I just might run you down, don't make a sound
I'm trying to pitch it, back to all my niggas like I'm on the mound
'Cause I'm going hard about the check
Yeah, I'm going hard about the check
I wanna see all my niggas, flexin'
I wanna see diamonds on they wrist
I wanna see gold up on they neck
Yeah, I'm going hard about the check
I wanna see all my niggas, flex

No promises broken, redeeming this token, for you, never folding
We grinding, we focused, embracing the moment, Quarterback Cliffy I'm calling the motion
I'm going and goin', like Kobe in '06, I'm scoring and scorin'
Rest in peace to Nip, my prayers, still goin'
The marathon, it keep going and goin', going and goin' (Ha)

They want me to lead the way, and show 'em them better days
This is my story, can't flip the page
Realest nigga written, all on my face

The schemes and things are coming back, yeah
Those strings and things won't attach, yeah
The realest niggas came back, yeah, nigga that's a fact
Speak that, quick to bring it all back like a relapse

Call a iso, just to find the mismatch
This history, you know we gotta make That
Been cool, fear none, never that
Chin up, chest out, I was taught that
Got knocked down, but I fought back
Stood tall on the end, can't stop that

Nice in here switching lanes, reinventing rap
Guap dressed the beat, I attack, we the Men in Black
Let me get it right, fix the chains for the Kodak
Red Carpet for the boy, it's a Win you should frame that

Win City West, so you know it's official
I had to start wearing scarves, protecting my mental
Silk joints, don't really compare to what I've been through
Lil Winna, graduated, to big cool

This Winning Percentage, is my form of violence
She give a public apology, to my privates
She know this the Team, she recruiting her lineup
The things they would do, for a chain and designer

Left-hand Winna, that's strapped, how you defend that?
Foot on the necks, ain't no time for a Kit Kat
Show me my opponent, I already know it's a mismatch
And you know she on this, 'cause I been that
Still run it up, while you waiting in a recap
N.I.C.E. I'm good enough, I don't need rap, facts

I need my money now, I just might run you down, don't make a sound
I'm trying to pitch it, back to all my niggas like I'm on the mound
'Cause I'm going hard about the check
Yeah, I'm going hard about the check
I wanna see all my niggas, flexin'
I wanna see diamonds on they wrist
I wanna see gold up on they neck
Yeah, I'm going hard about the check
I wanna see all my niggas, flex