This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
Don't give a f*ck in the slightest
Yeah, all of my homies stay righteous
Mad scientist like Walter White is
Coming through I deliver the ricin
That's how I'm rising up
(They told me, they told me)
They told me a bit ago that
I wasn't fly enough
Since then I've been in the kitchen
Now I be frying ya
Yeah, Back to the money
Back to the drugs
Back to the life
Back to the basics
All summer I'm getting high
YSL designs, I'm getting by
I've been on the road all year, 365
Beat all the odds
I hit a light ain't i even stop
Bro got the stick like the sandlot
Showed his whole hand and that shit still flopped
Baby I still got love for you, wherever you are
Sold out shows, wall to wall
Ever since you left, I feel withdrawals
The way that the headlights hit
Shit look like a frog
Beat all the odds
Couple of my bros still doing fraud
I tried to get em a job
You just keep making it hard
You just keep making it hard
Whip straight out the garage
Riding on all cylinders
I hit a bad bitch, couple of times
I don't even know if I'm feeling her
It been a long 5 years
I don't even know if I remember
I'm getting high all night
I'm smoking weed for the minerals
I'm in a black truck
I ain't political
It's only me and the guys
We still move minimal
Look at this life, getting high in the living room
Victory lap, right after the interlude
This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
Pitch - Victory Lap (feat. Koi) Lyrics
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This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
Don't give a f*ck in the slightest
Yeah, all of my homies stay righteous
Mad scientist like Walter White is
Coming through I deliver the ricin
That's how I'm rising up
(They told me, they told me)
They told me a bit ago that
I wasn't fly enough
Since then I've been in the kitchen
Now I be frying ya
Yeah, Back to the money
Back to the drugs
Back to the life
Back to the basics
All summer I'm getting high
YSL designs, I'm getting by
I've been on the road all year, 365
Beat all the odds
I hit a light ain't i even stop
Bro got the stick like the sandlot
Showed his whole hand and that shit still flopped
Baby I still got love for you, wherever you are
Sold out shows, wall to wall
Ever since you left, I feel withdrawals
The way that the headlights hit
Shit look like a frog
Beat all the odds
Couple of my bros still doing fraud
I tried to get em a job
You just keep making it hard
You just keep making it hard
Whip straight out the garage
Riding on all cylinders
I hit a bad bitch, couple of times
I don't even know if I'm feeling her
It been a long 5 years
I don't even know if I remember
I'm getting high all night
I'm smoking weed for the minerals
I'm in a black truck
I ain't political
It's only me and the guys
We still move minimal
Look at this life, getting high in the living room
Victory lap, right after the interlude
This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
Don't give a f*ck in the slightest
Yeah, all of my homies stay righteous
Mad scientist like Walter White is
Coming through I deliver the ricin
That's how I'm rising up
(They told me, they told me)
They told me a bit ago that
I wasn't fly enough
Since then I've been in the kitchen
Now I be frying ya
Yeah, Back to the money
Back to the drugs
Back to the life
Back to the basics
All summer I'm getting high
YSL designs, I'm getting by
I've been on the road all year, 365
Beat all the odds
I hit a light ain't i even stop
Bro got the stick like the sandlot
Showed his whole hand and that shit still flopped
Baby I still got love for you, wherever you are
Sold out shows, wall to wall
Ever since you left, I feel withdrawals
The way that the headlights hit
Shit look like a frog
Beat all the odds
Couple of my bros still doing fraud
I tried to get em a job
You just keep making it hard
You just keep making it hard
Whip straight out the garage
Riding on all cylinders
I hit a bad bitch, couple of times
I don't even know if I'm feeling her
It been a long 5 years
I don't even know if I remember
I'm getting high all night
I'm smoking weed for the minerals
I'm in a black truck
I ain't political
It's only me and the guys
We still move minimal
Look at this life, getting high in the living room
Victory lap, right after the interlude
This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
This feel like my victory lap
Still ain't got time to relax
I'm with my dawgs in the war room
Charting my plan of attack
They say that we live on the edge
Rather do that than live in the past
Until there's nobody left
I'll be the one that be having your back
Writer: Matthew Picher, Coye Sanders
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid