champions freestyle - wyise lyrics
i can feel it coming in the air tonight, (oh lord)
and i’ve been waiting for this moment, for all my life, (oh lord)
can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, (oh lord)
yeah,ugh
disrespect me we gon have an issue
yall n*ggas saying you official
you better get q whistle
and where i’m from everybody out here play with pistols
they ever ask what you gonna do, than they ain’t with you
n*gga f*ck ya b*tch if you let him close
i’m pretty sure he’ll hang himself if you give him rope
and i just kick the chair on these n*ggas and let go
if they say their folks then thats his sister you already know
i move different
the mode living the tool with us
i ain’t drop in 2 years i see food n*gga
i want my spot back i’m breaking all these rules n*gga
i should’ve known that yall was fake by then jewels n*gga
i should call gil, and have that n*gga diamond test ya
you put hands on these n*ggas now they wanna wrestle
yall dudes staying in the house yall let yall b*tch arrest you
oh she that bread winner that forty dollars her investment
gang n*gga, solid sh*t i stand for
loyalty in my circle it’s only a handful
don’t ever talk money if you got a land lord
you either got it then spend it n*gga
it’s either or
ummm
don’t ever question my integrity
i do what the f*ck i want and ain’t n0body letting me
if that’s your folks and he cool
then he better be
cause i got a clip that curl up like the c
bang on these n*ggas put the chopper on em
i just hate n*ggas i feel like a n*z* on him
anybody can get dropped
if the drop up on em
have me pop up on em
and let it go until it lock up on em
the way we carry this sh*t, this like a mismatch
big facts the way you talking look we did that
you acting like we don’t know your name and where u live at
all you do is google a n*gga, and they’ll show where your crib at (huh)
f*ck you n*ggas talking i won’t get you touched
i ain’t even gotta smoke you, i’ll just f*ck you up
and i ain’t talking about nipsy hussle when i’m saying double up
i’m talking cam’ron at the table when mitch balled it up
n*ggas won’t eat unless i get a portion
knife work i’ll let a blade rip through your organs
n*ggas remind me of them b*tches they wanna feel important
with all them bodies we got racked up it’s like we’re h**rding
im so militant n*gga i do my sh*t lonely
we’ll put your head on that wall and use it for a trophy
late nights i slide out cruising to the oldies
with a mask and a stick feeling like a goalie
(yeah)
it be times like these that put me in my bag
cause the money im after i ain’t never had
i must be greedy cause i ain’t doing bad
my back ain’t against the wall, and i ain’t the man
under the mask
f*ck cash, i’ll flash on n*ggas that’s acting flashy
you flash on me, i’ll hit em in his helmet and do him nasty
oh that’s bad for him the cops gon mark it another casualty
you f*cking with the goat n*gga
it ain’t a stain or wrinkle on this coat n*gga
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