Lyrics Of Championships Intro Song By Meek Mill

Live on the Sunday, goin’ crazy with my dawgs
Diamonds dripping on me like its [?] falls
Came back even stronger every time I took a loss
Dropping triple double every time I get the ball
Stack it in the winter, in the summer, let it fall
Fucking all these bitches, when they see me, let me [?]
Lookin’ at these rappers, I’m like, “Oh, these niggas soft”
All my pieces shittin’ but my [?] was never [?]
I’ve been waitin’ on this moment, nigga, too long
Niggas tried to knock me down, but I–

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In the trenches, let it fly for my niggas
If you go against the Chasers, I’ma [?] for you, nigga
I’m what my enemies pretend to be
We was plottin’ when niggas [?] me
All the way, had to get it the harder way, like I’m Timothy
Call my jewellers [?]

Pimpin’, I be [?]
Sippin’ the color purple
Like I’m Whoopi
This ain’t a movie
I’m bought the ghost with me

Ain’t no suckas over here
Real niggas in my circle
We only deal with them sqaures if it’s 36 [?] and the police [?]
Feds tryna hit me with the R.I.C.O
[?], I fucked the game up
When I bought that Benz truck out
I spinned the corner on them niggas, made that shit burn out