The Winner's Circle

I, N, T You are now rocking with the best: Intalek [Verse 1] In any struggle, I conquer Although awkward to society, I alter Not living to falter Fell a couple times to the bottom Stumbled but I got them Talking to my soul where my control was spotted Took a little time to figure it in my mind cause I locked it Safe key, safely placed to no disposal Faced the world, made a proposal Never to fail, I brought that raincoat whenever it hailed Brought the shovel out whenever it snowed Brought the dutch for the vanilla to blow Hurricanes played forever ago Waiting for sunrays to level the growth I continue, one foot to the front, other one to the back To move right to the front, everything still attached Two puffs of Jane kept my lane intact To move forward, never going back That's the way I react [Hook] I talk it, talk it the way I live it Live it the way I prove it And prove it the way I did it And I will never lose homie You see how I get it I started at the end See the way that I finished? The winner's circle [Verse 2] I looked around me and seen a standstill Only a man's will will keep a man Trying to deal with the demons that reveal their meanings Kept a tight circle And out front was the lead Erkel Adjusted my lens to let my friends see it We lapping the competition Them cheating, we doing it the right way Tight race, but they ain't even placing Realize the only ones racing Lead so comfortable, played Jason Everybody running, tortoise to the hare But I'm prepared for stumbling Sleeping on the job, never wasn't I heard about sleep: I got enough cousins Fronting on success the others speak Me preaching is me teaching the meek And we were never weak You'll see an uprising from the street Money hungry leading your defeat Lap two complete, like [Hook] [Verse 3] Fasten my seatbelt tighter Engine ignited Revving up, getting everybody excited Still I was plain as a pilot The silence derived in my royalty, violet Led to violence, learned from it That rearview mirror escaping my turbulence Mama, I'mma make you proud And Pops, we still around Those tears I've shed for us soak the world through the ground My niggas gonna pop bottles Banging champagne flutes Full of alcohol and fruit Shorty sitting on loot, sister living her dreams Nephew doing his thing, what popularity brings is a headache But I'll move deadweight to reach that No amount of education can teach that That drive and ambition Ride and transition Crossing the checkered flag for the mission Nigga, I... [Hook]