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(Yeah) (Yuh) (Champions League) (Yeah) Low a man side before me but I don't see them man no more It was sad when I saw my man he told me "bro can you buy me a roars" She thinks that we're getting real closer but she never know what's on my thoughts Everyday I'm fighting to live inside my mind, there's always a war Nevertheless, I overcome, I'm used to pulling that shortest straw Soon will be in the Louis Vuittons, moonwalking on marble floor I used to wear my heart on my sleeve, but I don't do that no more If you wanna go thеn leave, if it's meant to bе, then I'm always yours Came a long way from freestyle videos in my brethren's corsar I back my chat like s-star got a big mouth but I'm more than a talker If we all got 24 hours, I can't waste no time sat on the sofa I got notes on me like Simba, switch that Addison Lee to a Rover Girl from way back then, remember the date we had an aroma I was crazy over you but tell me girl, who's your friend? (Uh) Shit's changed, shawty's a freak and wants me to choke her (damn) I like december, I love the cold when it hits october, (I love it) If I take an L, I feel that shit, and shake it off, (shake it shake it) You won't know how to gain in life, if you don't take a loss Enough muse, let's move along, is it worth the risk if I pay the cost? Shit then, I might be gone before the mandem bounded by clocks Pull up to the motive in the foreign, German, that's Jürgen Klopp I heard 21 candles years ago, since then been no days off Bro told me keep on going, you're soon gonna reach the top But all I really want is a yard with the love of my life, is it really a lot? Bro got white like pitsy lot, if I blow with this I hope he stops, (hey stop man) I like my breakfast with bacon but I don't really mess with cops(yummy) I told her I'm champions league, so you better just shoot your shot (ay, come on) Excellent finish, that one there, brilliant shot Tottenham boy like Heung-Min Son but its always messy when I'm in the box Pussy come wet like okra soup, shit I think I got some on my top Stop, freaky you're doing the lot, what? I said I'm a champions league so if you wanna get with me, you better come here and shoot your shot (Yeah) (Better just shoot your shot) (I said I'm a champions league so you better just shoot your shot)
Writer(s): Gbenga Saka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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