Champion

The cassette tape You just tuned into the wave The entertainment resurrecting music from the grave So much drip saw my verses sliding off the page Money comes Money Goes But I remain And that'll never change Its not a theory when they talk about that big bang Niggas quitting on this rap shit but I remain When they aint got nothing to lose but alot to gain All I do is drop classics over and over My cousin Tauree gave a 20 piece to Perry Dozier Dont want my last chick you can have the leftovers Spot up shooters in my corner Like Kyle Korver You know.. All it take is some exposure I laid my aces on the table but I kept the joker Im cranking up the gear I know you hear the motor And we aint paying for no booth time cause im the owner See I aint gotta boast that's doing the most Line up the industry we'll kick em like a goal post Yea You Know its Splashwave You mess around with the entertainment We past paid Heat up quicker than Jimmy Deans in the microwave The way we rapping im sure they think we already paid Mixtape gods My people belong center stage I hate for you to miss what im dropping its like a golden age Aint heard the radio in a while Music aint been the same Nowadays they don't want greatness They just chasing fame But thats them you know im doing me And I wont complain Im just tryna run my own name To the Hall of Fame You know im dope should've change my name To some kind of flame Got family that im related too And I dont know they name But I guess its life But dont act like you know me When you see a change Cause you should know You gone be the first to get disclaimed Bad times nowadays its shooters at the school house I chill with that hooping and balling I took a new route With something that was better with vision I could see throughout Big double burger with fries im talking cookout Ya mans aint got it he flexing he just a lookout You better keep your head on a swivel you better lookout Cause I can give you flow for days thats how im cut out Its Earl Jr self made soldier dont need a handout