MAM - Winner's Circle Lyrics

I call my inner circle, the winner's circle
Bleeding red through the blues our color purple
Slaving on this pavement till we go commercial
It's a family matter, and I'm that Steve Urkel
I'm that Steve Urkel, whole squad in the winner's circle

Nascar loud, when I shout
All my digits swelling, like I'm giving em gout
I've always stood out, sore thumb in the crowd
And it's ironic, I'm still who they pointing at now
On the f*cking precipice of being great trust me
This life ain't kind to the lazy so
Here's a push to shift that tuscan tushy into gear
We ain't this blessed for nothing
Came a long way, from living on the run
Came a long way, from chasing bread crumbs
From cutting the hair off my cancerous mom
We ain't this blessed for nothing
There's purpose to my working, method to this madness
Standing for nothing is tragic
I won't have it, living stagnant
Rolling with my squad keeps the pain from nagging
My only stationary action is putting action on this stationery
Uncapping sharpies to paint the picture clearly
My group is scary, we attack in a pack and I'm backing em
Tracking it em down slapping em around with vocabulary

I call my inner circle, the winner's circle
Forget the reds and the blues our color purple
Slaving on the pavement till we go commercial
It's a family matter, and I'm that Steve Urkel
And I'm that Steve Urkel, whole squad in the winner's circle

Most of y'all taking victory laps
Makes me wonder where ya victories at
Most of y'all need reality checks
Us logisticians, stick to the facts
I got some bros in big tech
Got some girls in high fashion
Got a cousin running business, running
We're active, professionals who deliver with UPS tracking
Zooming out and look at it my network is massive
You'll never make it out this struggle passive
Life's a hitler, and we them glorious bastards
Pre-covid, dodging germ blasters
Giving hell to the devil on my shoulder capping my passion
Sure I miss some swings this music racket
Going back an forth for days like tennis matches
Sure you might get us in the first half but we gone end up as the last laughing
I'm that coach prime in Colorado, Riri on desperado
Souring high ain't nothing new, been fly as hell since Johnny Bravo
And on my off days I'm Donald Trump in Mar-a-loga
So clear the jetway for

Me and mine inner circle , the winner's circle
Forget the reds and the blues our color purple
Slaving on the pavement till we go commercial
It's a family matter, and I'm that Steve Urkel
And I'm that Steve Urkel, whole squad in the winner's circle
And I'm that Steve Urkel, whole squad in the winner's circle