Winner's Alumni

Winner's Alumni

Winner's Alumni

Winner's Alumni

Why are you waiting on rapture

Bitch I am here for your capture

You were born to be a bastard

I AM becoming a master

I will not hang around slackers

Because that would make me a lacker

I do not hang around actors

Boy you never be a factor

Me and you not the same species

I'm the shit but you are feces

I won't laugh, nor will I keke

Not a haha or a teehee

It's not a joke it's not funny

I'm tryna get to the money

I stay a from you dummies

Walking around like they're zombies

My purpose to raise up the mummies

For Centuries we've been too humble

Time to strike out like a lightning bolt

Whatever we think it is possible

Nothing to us is impossible

Turn up the amps we got all the volts

It's not a race we've got all the votes

Speak up boy you are not audible

Boy I transform like an Autobot

Boy I launch off like a catapult

Buy her lunch now I'm incredible

Her mentality incredulous

Until I disprove all you silly fucks

You not a man you a sissy cuck

I could pit your integrity in cup

Izzy the Vulture is ancient bruh

We been on our Path and it's been a long road

It won't be over til the story gets told

We get to the money we doing these shows,

Recording our music we fucking these hoes

Head on a swivel we stay on our toes

Even through issues we gonna be bros

Not new we Vets we way beyond pros

Lyrics and music the choice that we chose

**** Ying Ying like a chainsaw,

I'm leatherface cut your face off,

or Lee Harvey **** Oswald I get the AR blow your brains out,

throw you in da fie no Adolf,

you can go to hell no Madoff,

yall **** done and so cooked,

put the fork in ya no steak sauce,

I'm out here tryna just cash out,

and sticking only to my cash route,

they wanna knock me off my position,

I'm nat turner when I crash out,

I swang on you **** in da ring like Cassius,

I'm Arthur Ash with a tennis racket,

come to your crib as a komodo dragon,

so you better get to hiding like a Easter basket (oh),

what the issue is,

I think all yall soft like tissue is,

this rap thang I'm official in,

and in real life I'm official bitch,

**** so sweet give em insulin,

ya bitch chose me she get dick again,

every time I come back around she get rid of you clown so she can fit me in,

then I'm back on the road like Michelin,

I show no love I can't pretend,

fall in love with PlayBoi Marley I'm just gone tell ya that's something I don't recommend,

so leave me alone while I'm sitting on my throne, and I changed my number you can't hit me on the phone,

leave me alone while I'm sitting on my throne,

I changed my number you can't hit me on the phone.

We been on our Path and it's been a long road

It won't be over til the story gets told

We get to the money we doing these shows,

Recording our music we fucking these hoes

Head on a swivel we stay on our toes

Even through issues we gonna be bros

Not new we Vets we way beyond pros

Lyrics and music the choice that we chose

Winner's Alumni

Winner's Alumni

Winner's Alumni

Winner's Alumni