Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song More Wins, artist - Step Brothers.
Date of issue: 20.01.2014
Song language: English
More Wins |
This is motion uppin' poetry |
Bullet in the chamber, wait until they get a load of me |
Dial in from the rotary, the other end’s a ringtone |
It’s like I’m at twenty, running to the other end zone |
Never had a pretty woman keep me in the friend zone |
Tryna worry not what about any of my friends on |
Return so much I’ll probably parent till the sins gone |
Weed under the button and the scent’s strong |
Phone still off-limits like a motherfucker slangin' Mary |
Delivery on time, every time, deli-very |
Good intentions but the honest vary |
Tryna find this piece of mind and count it out as monetary |
My thoughts are forming into sentences |
No telling when this evolution sends it into exodus |
I’m not just out for the reference |
Understood, the getting is good |
At least the present is |
Another victory |
Stash be underrated, your fundamentals basic |
Run the matrix, no dispute, I’m undebated |
Beat banging like it’s blood related |
Elegance is understated, orchestrations leave you sedated |
Back fresh, recuperated, brothers in step, highly awaited |
Long time coming, rhyme dumbing, pour something, Bacardi Lime |
Rum inside a cup, stomach rubbing, opinions borderline jaded |
Stretch out accounts, blackboard, sketch out the routes |
Stop short, stepped out the house in Venice |
Bare witness, words scripted, three dimension vivid, exceed the limits |
Meanwhile I pencil in the digits, gangster white wall spinnin' |
Levi denims and crushed linen, kangaroo coat with the custom stitching |
Serve dishes, dirty soup kitchen, heavy hitter, I swing at whatever you pitching |
Y’all better listen |
Another victory |