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Casey Veggies - Young Winners lyrics

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What’s your story?

Where did you come from?

Where you get that from? You know what I’m sayin’?

Young winners, big dreams

Let’s go

I’m poppin’, we on

She playin’ my songs

I prefer to just get the dome

Or the backside ‘cause I like medicine

Real young boy with a king intuition

More like a nigga in prison

French fries send to my …

Ride through the city with a sassy young thing and she part of the committee

Girl let’s get down to the itty gritty

If you ain’t wanna flirt then cover your titties

Says she wanna fuck, want someone like Diddy

Ain’t making a band, just made a hundred grand

Young winners we got it, man you born not needy just like me

Baby so cold, baby so cold

Baby wanna tell her so to tell her let’s roll

To a place where we know we can go

Remember when they didn’t even know we can flow?

I’m the freshest young kid, most popular

Catch me in the city, I’m popping up

Ain’t no such thing as a pop of blow

‘Cause you still gon’ forget what you used to know

I’m putting on, I’m opening doors

I’m loving my high, touching my lows

Girl where you wanna get dropped off?

We can drive this time with the top off

How ‘bout this time I get topped off?

Excuse my language, that’s just Spanglish

We just had a boy talk ‘cause he famous

Getting two out, gotta tame it

So I stay in sight, I should frame it

Just to let you know, we ain’t on the same shit

I’m poppin’, we on

She playin’ my songs

I’m rightin’ my wrongs

It took me so long

I came a far way and I did everything my way

That’s progress, my options

That took time to process

Young winners, we got it

Young winners, we got it

Man, young winners, we got it

Young winners, we got it

Man, young winners, we got it,

Young winners, we got it

Man, young winners, we got it

Young winners, we got it, man

If you don’t compromise then you gon’ strike

Are you ride or die? Please don’t lie

See on to the next with it, didn’t realize that she had the best with her

S on my chest, I’m Superman

Flying through the hood, told the homey what’s good

Though you need a lil bit of inspiration

So I told myself I might as well should

Said I might as well should

Yea, I might as well should

I’m that dude, I wear my heart like a tattoo, my life is up

My nights is long and my rights are strong

Gotta lift litter to write this song

Gotta focus to be what I’m on

Gotta boost men like birthday cologne

Young winners, we got it

Shaded it off in the topics

Talk to the people like a prophet

All my youngins ain’t misguided

Make sure you the flyest

And work on your comment

Don’t be mad you ain’t shinin’, you can spin that…

Ask about him in the streets they gon’ say a beast

Catch her right place, right time, she gon’ freak

We squaded up like we gon’ eat

Kept the same thought like you gon’ see

She yelling out that so CV

With a lot more money than my last CD

Lot of people thought that they had me beat

Til they turned this song as an MP3 like

I’m poppin’, we on

She playin’ my songs

I’m rightin’ my wrongs

It took me so long

I came a far way and I did everything my way

That’s progress, my options

That took time to process

Young winners, we got it

Young winners, we got it

Man, young winners, we got it

Young winners, we got it

Man, young winners, we got it,

Young winners, we got it

Man, young winners, we got it

Young winners, we got it, man

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