Champ Life

The real ones you know
The bay ones you know
It be the champs you know (Yeah)
Run around with my bellys
No time to watch for realities
Grtt ba ba ba bow
It the runs, hittas and songs
Let's go (Let's go)

Yeah
I be in my vibe
No hittas on my side
That's why I don't lie
'Cause that shit gonna make you die (Yeah, Yeah)
Make you die
I am from these streets
I been through this
The struggling and no feed
I been through this
No fucking with any means (Yeah)

Yeah
Run around with no bitch
Ain't got time for that shit anymore
Those things come with apologies
Only champ life and strategies (Ahah)
On these beats
Bitch I bodied this

These hoes wanna fuck
They wanna hate at the same time
Don't know if it's my life
Or if they practicing for airtime
Don't give no fuck
Imma real one in this
Don't give no love
They a fake one in this
Still walk around with my guard up
They act like one of my followers
They know damn well they ain't proud of us
I'm on fire they be fire trucks (Yeah)
Big dawg beast
I really want this (Really want this)

You want the champion life yeah (Yeah)
They don't wanna see you strive (No No No)

Bring you down every chance they get
Like a bulldozer and a case of cans
Manifesting, they make some plans
To bring it down, na pay your rent (Yeah)
Got the real ones on lock
I say the word they gon' bring the rocks
2 Dwaynes in this bitch
We'll fuck it up
Fat ass & friends can't come close to us
Me and God they don't roll with us
Protected by the most high
Fuck those bitches who roll with lust (Yeah)

Yeah
You want the champion life (Yeah)
They don't wanna see you strive (No No No)
You want the champion life (Yeah)
They don't wanna see you strive



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Rampersad
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