Champion

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah A motherfucking champion You know the grind don't stop Let's get it Yeah [Hook] I'm a motherfucking champion And can't nobody ever tell me shit Cause I'm a motherfucking champion Don't do it for the gram, do it for the hood Yeah lil hoe Cause I'm a motherfucking champion Even momma know I am a champion Put the gang on, I am a champion It ain't just the shirt, I'm a champion Put in a lot of work I am a champion [Verse 1] I swear they changing like the seasons If I'm not mistaken They wasn't there during the process, ain't no conversation Hard to say if they should stay if they ain't trynna grow Bro, if she ain't fucking then she gotta go, adios I stay humble with my ten toes down That's on the floor How you on the web right now and faking woke It's like you wasting time if you ain't paper stacking That ain't everything, but words just don't compare to action Ain't no distraction to knock me off the hustle All that extra shit for dough, is stupid, not no truffle I'm from the era where rappers were strangers to the mumble Drug dealer music, no man purse, you in the jungle If I eat, we all do, thats how it gotta be Money make you a act like a bitch, when on a shopping spree I'm on the train thinking lord, and I'm knocking Flee Loyalty and trust above it all, if you do not agree Then fuck you [Hook] I'm a motherfucking champion And can't nobody ever tell me shit Cause I'm a motherfucking champion Don't do it for the gram, do it for the hood Yeah lil hoe Cause I'm a motherfucking champion Even momma know I am a champion Put the gang on, I am a champion It ain't just the shirt, I'm a champion Put in a lot of work I am a champion [Verse 2] Levels to it, diamond bezel dripping that shit fluid Thinking EM, I didn't see him as a bad influence They telling me my shit sick, it's like I brought the flu with You couldn't show me how to make a mill if you ain't do it Yeah / You couldn't understand the feeling Good and bad memories and shit I gotta deal with Money, cars and women, it ain't really so appealing When the purpose of this journey is the opposite of chilling, look Yeah They wouldn't understand the vision Reflected it through music, execute it with precision Minimalistic thinking stuck in the front the television We're given 24 hours, how you spend em it's your decision, homie Yeah Wake the fuck up You a champion Yeah Nothing less