Champion - Fashawn

If you wanna know, I’m the one you and your man should fear

Bring the champ out, the champ is here

My momma should have named me Victor

Cause victory is all I see

When I look in the mirror, couldn’t be clearer

Uh, undisputed, youngest to do it

Nice with the jab like Tim Bradley

Any weight-class, light or heavy I be ready

You rhymers ain’t even kinda deadly

Follow the medley

My entourage in the V. I swallowing Belve'

Here’s a toast to living young and wealthy

And for the record I never lost

Gotta respect the God

I’m dealing bars like a deck of cards

Uh, I will not lose

And I never been beat

Big or small knock you off of your feet

Boy I’m a champion (What?)

A champion (What?)

If I can’t do it then it can’t be done

I got the heart of a fighter I can conquer anything

Plus I know my way around the ring

Boy I’m a champion (what?)

A champion (what?)

If I can’t do it then it can’t be done

This here simple and plain

Put the pen in the page

In the winter I train

Scribbling sentences in soft sand

100 miles, like I’m jogging the cross lane

Golden child

Or better yet a king,

Show respect, I say hello to my cherry red beam

Like rring!

Like Petey wanna sing

Me and my Valentin on a mission for green

My right hook nice, but the left will make 'em lean

Bet I bring him to his knees

Something you never seen

In a circle of winners, they never mention you

Must I remind them I’m invincible