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[Verse 1: Joey
I done seen, niggas was eaten together fall off the table over bitches
It ain't personal you should be handlin your bussiness
mouths get open the barrel of burners put in them
Closed get led through the darkness
I need a witness ridin' by
I worried about you niggas
Tryna find myself, how about you niggas try to your fate
You niggas in your hood, you the KKK
What's the difference you and them
Boys in and the boys in white
I used to be them
Boys in blue sellin white to my own folks
Ridin' through my old
But I'm in that new same old burner it got a new clip
Everyday new young nigga on the news clip
hood same old niggas don't ever do shit
Every dollar stuck in my wallet I'm runnin shit
Before I be a deadbeat father I hang myself, on my
I done seen, niggas sell drugs to their own
I done see snitch on niggas in they own hood
I done seen kids steal drugs from their own parents just to start a habit that would inherit
I done seen niggas fall victim to the fame
I done bitch niggas get rich and get a name
I done the same person in the mirror everyday and my vision gettin clearer everyday
You take a Biggie and a little Big L
Add an adolescent on the corner with to sell
You take a little Em and Andre 3k, and guess you got
The 2016 2Pac, and improved
Back from the dead on your ass, back in my groove
You couldn't walk a step in my shoes I that dude
Ask around the city they see me it's nothin new, and done let the wrong niggas in the room
nigga, lets get it

[Hook: Vic
Champagne, champagne, champagne, welcome to the Circle
Welcome to the circle
All of your problems don't mean, mean, a damn thing
you in the winners circle
The top so much better than the bottom

[Verse 2: Vic
I woke up this morning with a for life
A liver full of patron, half a in the Christ
Flights New York home
My bitch tweaking from nights that I answered the phone
Because she always started a
I fought my fucking life, that ain't nothing new
Don't make me, don't make me I they want me to
Become a statistic or a victim of the change so niggas can say I changed
Like I did all of this work to stay the
I feel like David
Disappearing like the Mayans except a nigga made it
And I'm stepping out of Hermes to whip on angels
I'm up the coast, I wonder if God flies coach
I wonder if Cam can really see me from my Southside
I got my dogs with me I keep a close
So if you thinking of runnin' up, reach for my bread
Best be the gingerbread man you can outrun the toast
Because these bullets leave you bleeding the most
Bitch I'm the king of my castle I throw my boat
Fuck losing my balance im in with my talents
Fucking up the
Vic Mensa for president claimed to be a reverend
Used to ride a bike on days I was drug peddlin that hood medicine
victim of the drug citizen
Lock him up him a good citizen
We ain't breakin even we gon' win against all
So you gonna need an army against all squads I hope you been praying

Vic Mensa]
Champagne, champagne, champagne, to the Winner's Circle
Welcome to the winners
All of your problems don't mean, don't mean, a damn
When you in the winners
The top feels so much than the bottom