No Heaven

DJ Champion

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[Chorus] I break bread with champions My bro and ‘em like Haitians I don’t talk with agents Stop testing my patience Lil bro lieutenant, he silent, no telling Pop stays in heaven the mac stays [?] You couldn’t rob me no you couldn’t try (No) I hang with killers bro look in my eye I have a championship ring in my cabinet I know the pushers and dealers no cap [Verse 1: 25K] Alley-oop, layup, Steph Curry ka Game 5 Ntwana e nyane, khululeka, o tlo e krya bum-jive Game 6, Kobe, rest easy Black-Mamba Red cups in Sliqe drawer, wa e promote'a gang culture I’m back on, trap vulture, back seat Red Mazda, can’t say where bro at but if he call we get strapped Nyaka ho win'a final, my last song went viral Rekisitse sinus, o nale maaka hao tlhahe kasi Ko bone wa mfiela, my hips hold a dagger Capster ra e jela, wa nrate'a, kao dap'a What Sliqe says is no cap, I motivate the projects Break bread with collabs, I post pics with no captions [Chorus] I break bread with champions My bro and ‘em like Haitians I don’t talk with agents Stop testing my patience Lil bro lieutenant, he silent no telling Pop stays in heaven the mac stays [?] You couldn’t rob me no you couldn’t try (No) I hang with killers bro look in my eye I have a championship ring in my cabinet I know the pushers and dealers no cap [Verse 2: Maglera Doe Boy] Fetsa'o docha Maglera, out here with 25 Hottest street kids in the game what a time, what a time Skinny niggas in size, in the trap I’m a titan Zangief with the bars but I move like M. Bison Swing like I’m Tyson, with my dog like a Lycan In the waters ducking these serpents, these niggas Leviathan On top of the totem, Quetzalcoatl I’m chosen Got the trident for these new wave niggas, Poseidon You can’t spit like you dope, mengeladas the folk Super saiyan ntanga the Broly ke moera bo Goku I’m abusive on beats B, I bully the Pro Tools Please don’t at me 'cause I can body these boys [?] [Chorus] I break bread with champions My bro and ‘em like Haitians I don’t talk with agents Stop testing my patience Lil bro lieutenant, he silent no telling Pop stays in heaven the mac stays [?] You couldn’t rob me no you couldn’t try (No) I hang with killers bro look in my eye I have a championship ring in my cabinet I know the pushers and dealers no cap

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