Intro [Focus...]
Little bit of rain don't keep me down
Rain wash all the old away, show you what's new
Me? I look at the world totally different
You got winners, and you got losers
And i'm a winner, Champion baby, Let's Go!
Verse 1 [Focus...]
Yeah my story's kinda well known, almost an urban legend
Y'all see I got my foot in, but still can't get my head in
I've been workin' and grindin' harder than most of these veterans
I ain't just doin' rap music, fluent in different selections
I'm like my name sake, these other lames fake
They ain't even worthy, yet we eatin' off the same plate
Most these producers copy music Lil Wayne make
No one want no money they all aimin' for the same cake
All these cats is shootin' for it, but can't even aim straight
Plus they want me overlooked because my moment came late
It's ok tho' they will soon come to an end
And i'll be here still doin' me cos i'm a Champion (champion)
Not that 5 car kind in the mansion, I'm that 5 star kind without samplin'
Y'all gon' hear my name up there with the greats
And haters watch how I do it
I promise I'ma give you somethin' to hate, that's real talk
Chorus [Focus...]
I ain't never been about losin' (That ain't me)
I feel I got a lot to prove in
So clear the lane cos I'm comin' full force
If you stand in my way little n***s your loss (ohh oh)
I ain't never made no excuses (cos I ain't weak)
I'm 'bout to show you how to do this
It's such a shame that you n**s so soft
Y'all aren't meant for the game so you need to get lost, we Champions!
Verse 2 [Kida]
I've got the eye of the tiger, every beat rider
He is Kobe, Afam's the Lakers , check our line up
Sick shows, dope flows, no one want to sign him
Now he get O's, and all of his clothes is designer
No girl wanted to give him booty behind her
Now this son's champion, they diggin' like miners
I am on the top, now bottom is behind him
Now that I'm on top girls rushin' with they bottoms (ha)
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Now it's real funny no more smiles now they frown up
Grew up in the hood too, dude pass that roll up
God's first, before I start lyin I pick that robe up
Itchin' for that number one spot, you got it sewn up
All you tryna do is kill each other, please load up
We're your champions (blow) better duck
Y'all play hard, but you're all dated you rappers all nuts
Chorus [Focus...]
I ain't never been about losin' (That ain't me)
I feel I got a lot to prove in
So clear the lane cos I'm comin' full force
If you stand in my way little n***s your loss (ohh oh)
I ain't never made no excuses (cos I ain't weak)
I'm 'bout to show you how to do this
It's such a shame that you n**s so soft
Y'all aren't meant for the game so you need to get lost, we Champions!
Verse 3 [Al Gator]
These little n***s got pipe dreams, but sheer pressure buss 'em open
Rappin' just my profession, I don't stress it thought I told 'em
I'm a f***n' monster godzilla, no way are y'all iller
My repatoire feelin spillin' over with artillery
That champion in me like Jordans kids
That's why my confidence almost c*cky as Jordans is
Runnin' laps around these n*ggas buzz got 'em nervous
Ain't no secret s**t I murder these rappers in these verses
Feel I'm cursed to show off, mind be on some other s**t like
F***n' the game and leave this b***h sayin' she love the d**k
Evidently n***s ain't credible benevolently
Step in this b***h and beheaded 'em, they ain't better than me or we
I ain't never fell off I'm sharp shootin'
Ball through this recession teachin' lesson like y'all students
I ain't comfortable neither, I need my city back
Overlook these actors like no other rapper's real in rap
I got these n*ggas
Chorus [Focus...]
I ain't never been about losin' (That ain't me)
I feel I got a lot to prove in
So clear the lane cos I'm comin' full force
If you stand in my way little n***s your loss (ohh oh)
I ain't never made no excuses (cos I ain't weak)
I'm 'bout to show you how to do this
It's such a shame that you n**s so soft
Y'all aren't meant for the game so you need to get lost, we Champions!