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vin jay & krizz kaliko - champ lyrics

verse 1: vin jay
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 r.i.p, let it rip and that’s r.i.p
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 5.0 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 f+ck 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, k!ll 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 sh+t like it’s prop cash and i
blow it all, just showin’ y’all that this cash ain’t sh+t to me
hits on hits, i repeat history, then make it all back instantly

[chorus: ?]
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
[?], i stay on gold
[verse 2: krizz kaliko]
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 f+ck
literally, i go ape sh+t, and i look like one
so you better not say sh+t
you’re lookin’ at a mental patient
become impatient cause every patient
was workin’ a day shift with basic sp+ce to fill
thinkin’ of perfect ways to k!ll
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’
[?]
[chorus: ?]
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
[?], i stay on gold

- vin jay krizz kaliko lyrics

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