Championship lyrics
by Na’kel Smith
[Chorus]
Championship sh*t
When I throw you the winning ball
When you winning like this
How you not supposed to live like there's no tomorrow
When I spit it I get for all the times that my sh*t was borrowed
[Verse 1]
Hundred thousand to open the convo
Dead presidents haunting me, I know
If I gotta trade money for peace
So my momma can rest when she sleep
Get my father up out of the streets
Then that's what it's gon' have to be
How many times am I bout to tell you f*ck this is not only me
I do this grimey for fun, not funds, stop playing with me
But I still have to f*ck up the beat
My car gon' skrt up the skeet
Hundred miles i'm stompin my feet
Hundred b*tches and they just want me
They don't know me, they know my IG
That's on me, that's on me, that's on me
[?]
As for TV I'm on the screen
When i come better come with a fee
[?]
Yeah I need that bread, I need that bun
[Chorus]
Championship sh*t
When I throw you the winning ball
When you winning like this
How you not supposed to live like there's no tomorrow
When I spit it I get for all the times that my sh*t was borrowed
[Verse 2]
Remember teachers said I wouldn't be sh*t
[?] deans list
[?] the concrete
f*ck with me, stomp your face in the cement
But these n*ggas don't want you [?]
[?]
Money the reason n*ggas is bleeding
Cash i'm addicted, the money I'm fiending
Pockets [?] y'all n*ggas eating
Open my eyes cause n*ggas is creeping
Wide awake, no time for the sleeping
Swim with the sharks, that verse in the deep end
All of my n*ggas that's locked up screaming free them
When I walk down the block they jump and say "It's him"
The one that only care about making these millions, billions
To pass it on down to my children, their children keep building and building and building and building
[Chorus]
Championship sh*t
When I throw you the winning ball
When you winning like this
How you not supposed to live like there's no tomorrow
When I spit it I get for all the times that my sh*t was borrowed
[Outro]