Released: May 27, 2016

Featuring: VIC MENSA

Songwriter: Smoko Ono VIC MENSA Thelonious Martin Joey Purp

Producer: Thelonious Martin Smoko Ono

[Intro: Joey Purp]
Yeah
Turn the beat up a little bit, keep my voice with it though
Welcome to the winner's circle
Uh, Purple
Yeah

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

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

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
I woke up this morning with a fever for life
A liver full of patron, half a belief in the Christ
Flights from New York home, my bitch tweaking from nights
That I never answered the phone 'cause she always started a fight
I fought my whole fucking life, that ain't nothing new
Don't make me, don't make me, don't make me, I know they want me to
Become a statistic with my whip just like my chains
Just so that niggas can say I changed
Like I did all of this work to stay the same
I feel like David Blaine
Disappearing like the Mayans, 'cept a nigga made it rain
And I'm stepping out of Hermês to whip on angel wings
I'm climbing up the coast, I wonder if God flies coach
I wonder if Cam can really see me from my South By shows
I got my dogs with me, I keep a Rottweiler close
So if you thinking of running up, nigga wanna reach for my bread
Best be the gingerbread man, hope you can outrun the toast
'Cause these bullets will leave you bleeding in a moat
Bitch, I'm the king of my castle, I throw my queen on a boat
Fuck losing my balance, I'm in Miami with my talents
Fucking up the ballots
Vic Mensa for president, never claimed to be a reverend
I used to ride a bike on days that I was drug peddling
That hood medicine, another victim of the drug sentencing
Lock him up, make him a good citizen
We ain't breaking even, we gon' win against all odds
So you gonna need an army against our squad
I hope you niggas been praying

[Hook: Vic Mensa]
Champagne, champagne, champagne
Welcome to the winner's circle
Welcome to the winners circle
All of your problems don't mean, don't mean, a damn thing
When you're in the winners circle
The top feels so much better than the bottom

[Outro: Vic Mensa]
I know
I've been down that road
I've been there before
But days don't feel the same no more
And now we on
And now we on
When the world is on your shoulders
Everybody wants to know you

Joey Purp

Joey Davis, better known as Joey Purp is a rapper from Chicago, Illinois. He is half of Leather Corduroys which consist of himself and Kami formerly known as Kami de Chukwu. Joey is also a member of the SaveMoney crew, a hip-hop collective group in Chicago founded by Vic Mensa.

During his early years, Joey attended Whitney Young high school where he discovered his talent for rapping. However, in his senior year, Joey dropped out of school to work full time.

Joey grew up listening to Wu-Tang Clan, Sex Pistols, and Lil Wayne. In an interview with Pitchfork, Joey revealed that his early recordings were inspired by Curren$y.