Champion Sound

Uh
Man I was swagging to the booth for no limit
Some grown man shit but we just a bunch of children
I be writing my thoughts
In the booth going hard
Soft Parade is like a fish that you finally caught
And I just drop to this shit
So can we finally start?
These niggas claiming I'm the weakest but it's nothing but art
Man it's nothing but magic
And she gon let me fuck
Man that's nothing but attraction
Writing sixteens like it's a motherfucking habit
I'm a genie with the words
And I'm steady smoking herbs
And I'm sorry little man you gotta take what you deserve
And I'm sorry for the smell man that's probably from the herbs
I swear to god
Man this shit ain't no good
I be roaming in the streets but
You can call me woods
And I'm steady smoking section no time for a reflection
Yeah
And it's that quality drop
I only flip with the pop
And keep it real y'all
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
These operations got traded to the publics
It's not the consumption anything that I just want it
I got 16 bars and I need 16 bitches
Word to regulator on the road to the riches
And now we smile for the E-I-G
Them niggas ain't legit but they wanna know me
They wanna play my record on the radio but here we go
And this the type of shit that make yo lady go freaky though
Enough of that shit
The money we split
Imma kill all the sections thrilling for my protection
They add up the milk and I just add up the flakes
And you got it lil' man do whatever it takes
Shoutout to the city that I'm motherfucking coming from
9-1, the niggas they be running from
I keep it jiggy, smoke a little stickey
Been riding around
On the cloud of the town
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
Dirty like the bottom I spit
And at the bottom I sit
You see my daddy went through kids so when he told me to get it
I felt lost in a minute
When in the call I had my barracks so I couldn't just admit it
Time be going fast but we gon' catch up
We be missing and they gon' add up
Sway
Shit I think about it all day
Good times where you at? I haven't seen you all day
Got trouble on my mind so you know I feeling blazed
Man this shit too heavy I can put it on my waist
But Imma put it on my lap
Soft Parade out of the roof
When we finna get it back
Sorry for the wait
In the Dutch and I was strapped
Blood out of the shells only time we prevail
Should I break the fucking door or just use the fucking bell
It's crazy man, how you can feel so lost
But they only wanna know, just who did it, what's the cause?
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm
So bob ya head like this
Been around the world there ain't no feeling like this so we just
To the rhythm
Vibe to the rhythm



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Writer(s): Sylvestre Salumu
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