LYRICS:

[Intro]

(Aye you know one thing about it

I’m one of them niggas

That actually live what they rapping nigga

Yea

Believe that straight action nigga

Yea)

[Verse 1]

Grind for a honest reason

Ride when it’s mobbing season

Nightmares of monsters taking my breath

Wake up to Lamas breathing

I told God I’m ready to go

Even though my momma need me

I told Mata they gon’ take my soul

She told me I’m not leaving

Roll down the highway speeding

They say I’m driving reckless

Pray for me cause I usher the trap

And these are my confessions

Push the Chevy like a Red Bull

I’m a fly pedestrian

Cookies heavy

Got a trunk full as if I’m a Elephant

Ed, Edd, and Eddy

Break a jaw when I get pissed

That boy know he owe me money

Soon we cross him off the list

I feel like Jonny 2x4

The way I’m walking with that stick

Been a champion ya dig it

I ain’t talking about a fit uh

[Chorus]

Doing what can’t be done

Fought for that title

Who said it can’t be won

If you owe me

Better act like you know me

I ran it up

And treat these stacks like a trophy

I’m the champion

Champion I’m a champion

Champion I’m the champion

Champion I’m a champion

Champion

[Verse 2]

One hundred rounds stuffed in this forty

I’ll never let a nigga extort me

Wouldn’t give no fuck if they support me

Long as this microphone record me

I squeeze that blick

I fuck around and let it rain on you

You should’ve had your umbrella

Now it’s pain on you

Moe you got paranoia

Just don’t let the past destroy you

I need a bitch that look like Yung Miami

When I get back to Florida

Audrey Mae watch over my body

Cause these streets will eat you

Matinee my life is a movie

You should see the sequel

Trying to hold on

You ain’t got to tell me get a grip

I fall I’m landing in these chips

Tell Karma I don’t believe in shit

Throwed off diving off the pier

I mean I’m rocking all this drip

I’m like Mike Tyson to their ears

[Chorus]

Doing what can’t be done

Fought for that title

Who said it can’t be won

If you owe me

Better act like you know me

I ran it up

And treat these stacks like a trophy

I’m the champion

Champion I’m a champion

Champion I’m the champion

Champion I’m a champion

Champion

[Outro]

One hundred rounds stuffed in this forty

I’ll never let a nigga extort me

Wouldn’t give no fuck if they support me

Long as this microphone record me