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Bring me the bottles Bottles Champagne, champagne, champagne I'm wearing my championship ring I'm wearing my championship ring Bring me the bottles Bottles Champagne, champagne, champagne I'm wearing my championship ring I'm wearing my championship ring Hey I got all my family all my friends A little money in my bank account I swear that I ain't thinking bout nothing y'all think I'm thinking bout Born into the trenches I'm thankful that I could make it out Got my wife and daughter some place they could have a safer route I stand on the couches like they're mine and on the table too I'm celebrating now for all the times I wasn't able to I could of lost my life or lost my mind I'm alive and stable too A couple close friends made the news My nigga O didn't make it thru I beat the odds I beat the odds That's how I know I'm supposed to be alive I did a little I've seen a lot I know you know this movie You dun heard the story and seen the plot A little nigga from the hood that ain't do good in school But he dreamed a lot I wasn't supposed to get this good at this music when the China white right there In front of my sight like "Here Sell me and go bye-bye here" When I sold that beat to Fat Joe I ain't know that was my life right there yea I chose a side right there yea Bring me the bottles Bottles Champagne, champagne, champagne I'm wearing my championship ring I'm wearing my championship ring Bring me the bottles Bottles Champagne, champagne, champagne I'm wearing my championship ring I'm wearing my championship ring I got to perform at South by Southwest and A3C Ebro replaying me All from me being me There ain't no lies inside my lines I put my heart right on the line I ain't know how y'all would respond I charted at number 35 Inside of my city they call me a goat but really I know I'm just guy I grew up listening to Big Daddy Kane he tweeted and told me I was fire He told me that I was the best that he heard on one of his beats since Mariah You know that's a ring I wear with pride That ain't a thing for normal guys I feel like I came up Cuz look where I started Look where I'm at Traveled the map Did it from rap That ain't a flex That's just a fact They send request I write the rap They send the checks I sign the back Give it my best Push to the max If it go plat Send me my plaque Bring me the bottles Bottles Champagne, champagne, champagne I'm wearing my championship ring I'm wearing my championship ring Bring me the bottles Bottles Champagne, champagne, champagne I'm wearing my
Writer(s): Don Sellers Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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