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championships - sowdy lyrics

(chorus: sowdy)
oh, let’s go
i hear all these new artists and they so, so, so
so you get the numbers, but do you got fans though?
yeah you got a deal, but do you get bands though?
they get trapped with that advance dough
then can not leave until they washed and cold
i be slowly build, but i’m better off, whoa
i be really bout this, you can hear it in my soul

(verse 1: sowdy)
came up slinging tapes, i don’t have no quota
50 songs a week, i was possessed and rolling
i been on the grind, like i’m working 9 to 9
12 hours in the stu, while i’m f*cking on a dime (ahh, ahh)
and that’s real (real)
taught myself how to cook beats, and write raps with sk!ll
head shot, p*ssy, dead op, every song i go in for the k!ll
i came out wrecking, from the anaesthetic, a monster was built
it’s a championship, paint the city purple
i don’t do the dirt, coz my homie he will murk you
we gon’ take this worldwide from my small circle
i am not no gemini, i’m a leo, yes i birthed you
birthed you baby, i’m a leader
keep my life in balance, like i was a libra
baby, she done keep balance on my, my p*n*s
and i went russell crowe with the sword, i unleash it
(chorus: sowdy)
oh, let’s go
i hear all these new artists and they so, so, so
so you get the numbers, but do you got fans though?
yeah you got a deal, but do you get bands though?
they get trapped with that advance dough
then can not leave until they washed and cold
i be slowly build, but i’m better off, whoa
i be really bout this, you can hear it in my soul

(verse 2: gho$t mac®400)
ohh, running checks is all we know, ohh
ohh, double take when we walk in the door, ohh
ghost and sowdy for the 6, you gone remember
this that champion sh*t , this that champion sh*t
give a f*ck if you with me, b*tch you need to know your place
got five tickets on the door, they for my homies, not your mates
i don’t need no b*tch, i got my b*tch across the states
and she play a lot a games with me, she like to drink and play
you think that because you got a couple streams you on your way
you don’t really love this sh*t, lil boy, get the f*ck out my way
i dont give a f*ck what you say or what she say bout my pretty face
i just keep it one hunnid, none but real love for the 6k
so put that number on my back, coz i be running laps
around all these motherf*ckers that think they rap
i’m sick and tired of all these b*tches talking like they that
we the best the city has ever f*cking had
(chorus: sowdy)
oh, let’s go
i hear all these new artists and they so, so, so
so you get the numbers, but do you got fans though?
yeah you got a deal, but do you get bands though?
they get trapped with that advance dough
then can not leave until they washed and cold
i be slowly build, but i’m better off, whoa
i be really bout this, you can hear it in my soul

- sowdy lyrics

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