Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Winners, artist - Derek Pope. Album song The Introverted Socialite, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Top Floor
Song language: English
The Winners |
I can’t even sleep I been tied to my telephone |
We’re just newer animals, roll up all the medical |
I can clear my mind but I cannot clear my schedule |
I try to let it go |
What you been saying, I can’t hear ya through the ground love |
It’s like we did the shipwreck, and no one ever found us |
Now we seeing big checks |
And the boats helicopters all around us |
But if I never lit something |
They probably would’ve drowned us |
'Til we get old, make a bankroll |
Take it back home if you know where to go |
Change your phone, new zip codes |
Let the high Pope come and save your soul |
We pop pills, still blow smoke |
That’s the only way we were taught how to cope |
Had no money but we had hope |
Had no money but we had hope |
Shooting for the stars |
Tuck it in the waistband, see it in my face man |
In and out of cars |
Trying to see the day, man |
We can make a change and get up out this wasteland |
Breaking down the walls |
Plotting our escape, man |
Get what you can take, man |
Making no mistakes, man |
Pop a couple bars |
Whip it out the case, man |
Quarter like I’m Aikman, we could take the place, man |
What you been saying I can’t hear, you out of town, love? |
But if I never made something, you probably wouldn’t be around much |
All your demons |
Never die, they just hide |
All your demons |
Never die, they’re inside |