Champions Parade Lyrics

This money my only aroma
I got a winner's persona
Came from the mud
I came from the corners
I put it all on my shoulders
Look what I did
Had no one to show us
Half of the time I ain't sober
Fighting my demons
You know they coming like Rocky
Balboa Pledge your allegiance
I got a pack full of hits and a folder
You know it's my season
A nigga like me be getting his
Goals up
Fuckin' these hoes up
You know and show love
Whenever you see me
It's going up

Whole lotta wins, you know
I'm tryna make all these Ms
You know?
Ain't got no time to make friends
You know?
Wouldn't survive on these ends
You know?
You know?
You know?
You know?
Whole lotta wins, you know
I'm tryna make all these Ms
You know?
Ain't got no time to make friends
You know?
Wouldn't survive on these ends
You know?
You know?
You know?
You know?

Doing better than a couple of gigs
I go by the mill, to pay for my sins
You know
Any moment any of my peers
Could go
Don't nobody know when the tears
Will flow
Nothing's making any sense at all
How you manage to convince
'em all
That you could really go against
The God, the prince, the king
The Kong You know
That all my life
I had someone push doubt on me
You know
How long it took to make my papa
Proud of me
(How long?)
You know this isn't a question
Of if
It's a matter of time for me
So why you insist on thinking
This crown was never designed
For me
I be at the winners' circle
Doing royal blue, not purple
I am Steve Jobs not Urkel
Flying private, my life is a movie
Not a commercial
Big bag, big birkin
Flight attendant caught me
Smirking
Flight Touchdown, I'm working

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