Winning

I can feel the blood creepin' up from the heathens
Got will, got fight, got pride, got reason
If they wanna go eat, then you know I'm gonna feed 'em
If you comin' for me, hope you're ready for a demon
I got eyes in the back of my head, I'm seeing
Take me for granted and you know I'm leaving
Imma take what's mine with the webs I'm weaving
I can take this crowd from seeing to believing
Gotta taste for blood and my tongue keeps bleeding
From the words I spit so sharp so freezing
So cold behold frost bite they feeling
I can tear you apart or I can go heal 'em
Don't believе in fate, don't believе in ceilings
I just need a taste and my mind starts peeling
I don't pace myself, I grind, no kneeling
Got lust for change, I just love the feeling, uh

And I ain't gonna give up
Got too little time I'ma live up
Head down push forward through the tough times
'Cause anything worth doing is a tough climb
And I ain't gonna give up
Got too little time I'ma live up
Head down push forward through the tough times
'Cause anything worth doing is a tough climb

'Cause Imma live life for the fight, yeah, I'm here to get it
I got drive, got sight, always have a vision
I don't lie at night, I be in my feelings
I'ma be fine, need time and I'll soon be winning
I live life for the fight, yeah, I'm here to get it
I got drive, got sight, always have a vision
I don't lie at night, I be in my feelings
I'ma be fine, need time and I'll soon be winning

I can feel the blood creepin' up from the heathens
Got will, got fight, got pride, got reason
If they wanna go eat, then you know I'm gonna feed 'em
If you comin' for me, hope you're ready for a demon

(I can feel the blood creepin' up from the heathens)
(Got will, got fight, got pride, got reason)
(If they wanna go eat, then you know I'm gonna feed 'em)
(If you comin' for me, hope you're ready for a demon)



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Christopher Horth
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