Champions
You know we Champions
Real life gator real life Soulja all that shit
Just listen
Only time I smoke when them opps in the blunt
My nigga go through the back I come through the front
This shit can get dangerous real life manhunt
But I ain't no gangsta I ain't go stunt
I just want peace but that's not what they want
So pardon me if I raise hell
To them boys trying me on their cell
Snakes in the grass I can tell
But I'm on high alert since Eve ate that apple from hell
Jakes tryna stop me wanna see me in jail
But just like a nigga that posted bail
I'm living life to the fullest this year
I'm drippy nigga you can't cop this gear
Don't wanna live if it's go be in fear
These niggas don't know me no buddy buddy here
If my shooter out the window then I'm go steer
Okay gotta go harder ahead of these niggas
I gotta go farther they thought I was dumb it turned out I was smarter
Calling me daddy ain't even her father
I was on stage right next to brothers
I know that they got me ain't to rich to grid
I'm where I used to dream about when I was a kid
Got some head then I slid
If it's me or the gang then its go be big
Real life gator real life Soulja all that shit
Just listen
Only time I smoke when them opps in the blunt
My nigga go through the back I come through the front
This shit can get dangerous real life manhunt
But I ain't no gangsta I ain't go stunt
I just want peace but that's not what they want
So pardon me if I raise hell
To them boys trying me on their cell
Snakes in the grass I can tell
But I'm on high alert since Eve ate that apple from hell
Jakes tryna stop me wanna see me in jail
But just like a nigga that posted bail
I'm living life to the fullest this year
I'm drippy nigga you can't cop this gear
Don't wanna live if it's go be in fear
These niggas don't know me no buddy buddy here
If my shooter out the window then I'm go steer
Okay gotta go harder ahead of these niggas
I gotta go farther they thought I was dumb it turned out I was smarter
Calling me daddy ain't even her father
I was on stage right next to brothers
I know that they got me ain't to rich to grid
I'm where I used to dream about when I was a kid
Got some head then I slid
If it's me or the gang then its go be big
Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Vento
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