The double champ, double champ, champ
Ain’t no coming back, from that other hand
With a left, right, left, left, double tap
Just another night, another dance yeah
Early up in pain, while the the others rest
If they get up at 8, i get up at seven check
Waiting for the sun, it’s not an option
Training just for fun, it’s not an option
Always one hundred, never nothing less
Top-ten is nice but it’s not the best
Always outnumbered, i don’t buckle back
How to run on scissors, knucklehead
How to zone my liver, with the double jab
But sometimes you get knocked and just take a nap
In the middle of the mass with the trouble cap
It’s an four cornered, jiggy juggle fence
You should only grab a cold at the bottleneck
Or it’s piss warm, like my body temp
And we can play that game til’ it’s sudden death
Put the ps5 away still the
The double champ, double champ, champ
Ain’t no coming back, from that other hand
With a left, right, left, left, double tap
Just another night, another dance yeah
Not a judgment zone, some got anger issues
Nothing cool about a lie if one gon’ pay with tissue
Some may shake hands and later sh#t you
Another money fight, nobody gon’ miss you
Sixteen billion faces, 8 billion people
What’s a long life, based on pills and needles
Free land but the system is lethal
If voting made a difference, it would be illegal
So here i am, steady like the double champ
Spin another round, triple double chance
It go round for round, the champ in golden pants
Just a cliché but it really fit the circumstance
And anything i cash, i pay in advance
Cause i don’t like to owe not a single penn
And i don’t like to owe not a single man
We go head to head, at first glance
The double champ, double champ, champ
Ain’t no coming back, from that other hand
With a left, right, left, left, double tap
Just another night, another dance yeah
The cut is selfmade, for the history
Trimming 3 mili, not a mystery
Not a watch simply, f#ck your jewelry
Not a lot really, just efficiency
The ladies didn’t care, they were dissing me
Now i somehow can’t believe that she missing me
Made me choke on my cereal, but
Unlike throat infections, this was non bacterial
And the shirt’s made of boyfriend material
She know the pants come with warming interior
Now much of all the gossip’s forgotten
But not a single word is forgiven, i’d still f#ck em’
Yo i don’t really mind the anterior
Nor the future, the fight is here and now so
I can’t have an ear for your frozen opinions
Ask me what i’m up to: answer’s winning it’s the
The double champ, double champ, champ
Ain’t no coming back, from that other hand
With a left, right, left, left, double tap
Just another night, another dance yeah
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