Champion

I feel like a champion Losers yea they mad at us My pockets gargantuan 1 Mill 2 Mill add it up I get so much bitches name a shawty that I haven't fucked Boutta hit my jeweler up I can get that patek bussed All these n****s stay scheming All my diamonds stay gleaming Walked in with a 10 pack and then I fucked it up in Neiman And you know you a n**** dope so bitches feening for my semen Palm angels sweatsuits, for these million dollar meetings Since a youngin' had the juice but I ain't talkin' Hi-C (Hi-C) My life revolves around a check I need deal from Nike (Check, check) You see my pockets with no money yea that shit's unlikely (It is) She really fuck me like cancer but was born a pisces I might be The realist in it Don't cap but I wear fitteds Knew I was worth a ticket Since living my first minutes They say I'm popping now Like I came out a skillet Don't think I'm shitting now This only the beginning I admit it I'm the youngest flyest n**** that is coming out my city Every time I open instagram these bitches showing titties Had to go get me a bag because my palms was getting itchy Now I'm rocking Mike Amiri I was used to rocking dickies Yea Yea I was rocking them dickies n**** Pull up it get sticky, put em six feet under then smoke him like some icky n**** My pockets full of blue cheese, copped a new piece, on my jewels spent like 50 n**** N****s really be too faced really two fake in the end I know you ain't really with me n**** I just sit back and relax While n****s fall off and collapse I had a few snakes in my circle I cut all the ties and detached If rapping don't really work out I might just put on a ski mask Bitches see me and go tell they n****s To study and go and be that I feel like a champion Losers yea they mad at us My pockets gargantuan 1 Mill 2 Mill add it up I get so much bitches name a shawty that I haven't fucked Boutta hit my jeweler up I can get that patek bussed I feel like a champion Losers yea they mad at us My pockets gargantuan 1 Mill 2 Mill add it up My main bitch be packing it And you know bad as fuck From the back I slide it in Then tell her to back it up I feel like a champ 'cause I stay winning no losing All these bitches be choosing so I stay focused on blue strips Whoever thought I could do this and go so hard with my music Look like a brick rocking all white and my car color is cool whip I'm always shitting to remind 'em we won't go back to the bottom Tried to bury me like seeds cause they ain't think I was gon' blossom All my n****s that stayed down with me they good for life I got 'em They say love is the solution, guess that's why my life got problems Can't complain tho I came from nothing but I made arrangements All them trials and tribulations caused me losing patience And them losses I was taking had me getting faded But I was destined even satan couldn't stop my greatness Ain't even mention how I felt when my own started hatin' But now I'm laughing with my legs up cause the Bentley spacious My shawty never left the country but her hair Malaysian I passed the school of hard knocks still no congratulations Stayed strong like I'm Hercules through all the adversity You ain't on my level don't you even think bout versing me Most these rappers suck they'll probably never get a verse with me I'm cocky as fuck I always stick my chest out purposely I feel like a champion Losers yea they mad at us My pockets gargantuan 1 Mill 2 Mill add it up I get so much bitches name a shawty that I haven't fucked Boutta hit my jeweler up I can get that patek bussed I feel like a champion Losers yea they mad at us My pockets gargantuan 1 Mill 2 Mill add it up My main bitch be packing it And you know bad as fuck From the back I slide it in Then tell her to back it up