Champ (Explicit) - Vin Jay/Krizz Kaliko
Lyrics by：Vincent Jacovelli/Samuel Watson
Yo
Livin on ten no Cloud Nine 'cause I been above it
Got rid of my friends need small circles and bigger budgets
Had to make that leap paid for the words this talk ain't cheap
I let it rip and that's RIP let it rip and that's RIP
Aw yeah they know that I'm on next y'all blow
That's more like a bomb threat
I made a mill and I kept it humble while
Y'all still broke with a complex
Slower than 50 in the projects speed it up
Or get left behind
Pessimists who get left to die try pressin' me
But I'm pressed for timе
I don't press rewind I go one takе finna ball out y'all gon'
Touch down and I **** up the runway make it back home by Sunday
Never been one for the Monday always on the move always on the rise
Competition ain't never gon' survive
I could take 'em all both hands tied blindfolded kill your whole franchise
Feel like I'm John Madden I own the game and I drop them classics
Look at this guap stackin I treat the **** like it's prop cash and I
Blow it all just showin' y'all that this cash ain't **** to me
Hits on hits I repeat history then make it all back instantly
Call me the champ 'cause I'm bigger than you
I been the man I been bustin' the moves
Feel like Madden gonna win never should've let 'em in
Nigga that on
I stay on gold
I been a long shot like Steph for the 3
Never been no pressure to me I'm expectin' to be
For the king better speed up
On the throne with his feet up
I been doin' this while you were still on the titty
I was eatin' I was chewin' it up
In a different city gettin' a buck
I make a always givin' a ****
Literally I go ape **** and I look like one
So you better not say ****
You're lookin' at a mental patient
Become impatient 'cause every patient
Was workin' a day shift
With basic space to fill
Thinkin' of perfect ways to kill
If I could get on and sit at the table
And you don't really need a label
You get it yourself with no gold
Trophy on the shelf
And most poor folk don't know
How to get that wealth
Well I throw it in the air like a strip club
And this D ain't for free so I slip it in the tip cup
I'm so OG and no lowkey a big fat S-O-B
Gettin' paid off of Do Re Mi so don't blame me
I hear a top 10 and it don't make me care
I been on and now I'm 'bout to get back on
I made a figure you can sit back on
A quarterback you I be stackin' up every stack
Tried packin' I'm
Feel like I'm John Madden lotta
W's and I'm not cappin'
Feel like Madden gonna win never
Killa baby not that happen
Call me the champ 'cause I'm bigger than you
I been the man I been bustin' the moves
Feel like Madden gonna win never
Should've let 'em in
VIP on some
I stay on gold
