Championship

Album: released as a single (2026)
Charted: 43
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  • Willin' to cash in on it
    Algerian baddie, I'm smashin' on it
    Smashin' on it
    Yeah

    One fifty-five at the jeweller (yeah)
    Two hundred miles on the dash (two hundred miles on the dash)
    Cherish everything I have (yeah), it could go in a flash (it could go in a flash)
    I don't even wanna go re-up (nah)
    But really, what choice do I have? (Really, what choice do I have?)
    I know that they hate when they see us (yeah)
    But really, what choice do they have? (What choice do they have?)
    I worked hard for my shit, yeah, yeah (Hunch)
    They can't even fathom the fact that I'm rich
    Jump in the wagon (skrrt), shit, I tell 'em, "I don't even rap for the kids"
    AP on me, that's the platinum ting
    Been couple years, I've been back in the gym
    I got this anger within

    It's mad 'cause they all on some gangster shit
    Huh, it's mad, everybody's a rat and a snitch
    Drifted away, now I'm back on my shit
    Diamonds and baddies, I'm back on my shit
    Still in a tracky, I'm back on my shit
    Lean by the pint, I'm back on my shit
    I'm back on my shit
    Back on my shit
    Huh, they talkin', but ain't really backin' they shit
    Trappin', but ain't really stackin' they shit, I'm turnt (stackin' they shit)
    My plug, he don't ask me no questions, for real
    'Cause he knows I pull up and I cash in on it (cash)
    Algerian baddie, I'm smashin' on it (smash)
    Tell her to hold all the cash in the whip
    Championship, uh
    I'm winnin', I won
    Told Facey, "I'm thinkin' a couple of kilos, I would've just ran through a ton"
    My name, they can't drag through the mud
    My name, they can't drag through the mud (mud)
    I'm still hood, I've been real from the jump (yeah, yeah)

    One fifty-five at the jeweller (fifty-five at the jeweller)
    Two hundred miles on the dash (two hundred miles on the)
    I cherish everything I have (cherish everything), it could go in a flash (it could go in a-)
    I don't even wanna go re-up (don't really wanna go)
    But really, what choice do I have? (Really, what choice do I-)
    I know that they hate when they see us (know that they hate when they)
    But really, what choice do they have? (Really, what choice do they)
    I worked hard for my shit, yeah, yeah (Hunch)
    They can't even fathom the fact that I'm rich (rich)
    Jump in the wagon (skrrt), shit, I tell 'em, "I don't even rap for the kids"
    AP on me, that's the platinum ting
    Been couple years, I've been back in the gym
    I got this anger within

    Hunch, yeah Writer/s: M Huncho, Prod Kalo
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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