Boldy James, Real Bad Man - Champion lyrics

Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion
All them niggas on your block
Just some damn peons
Gettin' robbed for they shines, oh you fancy
Huh? I'm harder than the ground
That you standin' on
Motherfuck how many grams you slung
Is you gon' blow your whistle when
The nigga hand you a gun?
Heard them niggas wanna kill me, tell 'em
"stand in line"
Concreature Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion
Uh

Can't wait until my day come
I love to play dumb fuck where they from
Everything I touch be A-1
Was me, H, and Big Baby up in Juliana
When I would set up shop in hoods
Niggas can't come
Shoutout to the baby, that's my real day one
Big ups to my shotta Top
That's my real day one
Quick to hit a nigga block, unload a K drum
Have my youngin pull up from deep
He shoot like Trae Young
Or airbrush a nigga fit with his paint gun
Pull up on my lawyer, drop a fifty
Get the case won
They'll never knock me off my feet
Still on the same run
Junkie snorted the whole ten and
Left his face numb
New Yves Saint Laurent sneakers
Cost me eight hun' prices on the blues
We don't pay no more than Tayshaun
For boxes
No more than Ginobili for them K-9s
Ain't no more state time after
You cross them state lines

Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion
All them niggas on your block
Just some damn peons
Gettin' robbed for they shines, oh you fancy
Huh? I'm harder than the ground
That you standin' on
Motherfuck how many grams you slung
Is you gon' blow your whistle when
The nigga hand you a gun?
Heard them niggas wanna kill me, tell 'em
"stand in line"
Concreature Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion
Uh (I'm the champion)

Ayy, I'm just tryna make a bag shake
Dropped out, still
I'm doin' better than my classmates
Glock 19 with the twenty leave you half baked
High speed 'cause I like my
Money at a fast pace
This is a marathon, you start off fast
Then you weasel in the back, gettin' lapped
Comin' in last place
My youngin died in a stoley
Runnin' from the police
Who would've ever thought that that'd
Be his last chase?
Playmakin' off the dribble
That's a fast break
Wonderin' who she bank with? I asked
Her if she had Chase
When we was little on McNichols
Used to trap late
When it was fun we kept the
Pistols in the back brace
'Cause when they used to search for strap
They only pat waist addicted to that drank
Fell in love with how that Act taste
We on soon as I get back straight
Need that new rose-gold skeleton AP
With the flat face
Soon as I get back straight
Need that new rose-gold skeleton AP
With the flat face (Let's get it)

Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion
(Where we at with it?)
All them niggas on your block
Just some damn peons (Uh)
Gettin' robbed for they shines, oh you fancy
Huh? (Oh you fancy, huh?)
I'm harder than the ground
That you standin' on (That you standin' on)
Motherfuck how many grams you slung (Detroit)
Is you gon' blow your whistle when
The nigga hand you a gun? (Uh)
Heard them niggas wanna kill me, tell 'em
"stand in line" (Stand in line)
Concreature Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion
Uh (I'm the champion)

Boldy Blocks, I'm the champion real Bad Man
227 game time, mafia, what else?
Let's get it i'm the champion