(Yeah)
Never run
We the ones, never run, we the ones (Yeah)
Never run, never run (We the ones, yeah-yeah)

Yeah

Not afraid of the man behind the gun
When I see the man in the mirror, me no run
I know I´m the one
They wonder where I get that from (We the ones, yeah-yeah)
Doin´ shit that can´t be done (Yeah)
Not afraid of the man behind the gun
When I see the man in the mirror, me no run
´Cause I know I´m the one
They don´t know where I get that from (We the ones, yeah-yeah)
Doin´ shit that can´t be done, I´m a champion (Champion, yeah)
My mama said I´m a champion, so I´m a champion (Champion)

I´m a champion
They know I´m a champion, I´m a champion (Champion)

What do I look like, runnin´ from my destiny?
In pursuit of good life, give the world the best of me
Certainly my certainty a nuisance for those that don´t get nuance
ACF shoes, I got the new ones
Well connected, the world respect it, it´s not subjective
High speed on the freeway, ignorin´ exits
I´m a Scorpio, I know I´m prone to excess
Reece chef´d the meal, now chale I´m eatin´ my breakfast (Yeah)
Trigger warnin´, been takin´ shots since mornin´

Intoxicated, I´m fallin´
Ring-ring, I heed my callin´ (Yeah, yeah)
But every mornin´, these niggas are so appallin´
Their dark and twisted fantasies, so obsessed and talkin´
Don´t have energy for ´em
Chale, this no be forum
Thousand times in a row I excel in every column
Locked and loaded, yeah the boy is goated
No heroes and villains up in this Gotham (Nah)
Not a word uttered, yeah, my passion patient (Yeah)
I don´t need to talk, the way I walk a fashion statement (Haha)
Ha, you get?
Real G´s don´t talk, they make fashion statements
(Yeah)

Not afraid of the man behind the gun
When I see the man in the mirror, me no run
I know I´m the one
They wonder where I get that from (We the ones, yeah-yeah)
Doin´ shit that can´t be done (Yeah)
Not afraid of the man behind the gun
When I see the man in the mirror, me no run
´Cause I know I´m the one
They don´t know where I get that from (We the ones, yeah-yeah)
Doin´ shit that can´t be done, I´m a champion (Yeah)
My mama said I´m a champion, so I´m a champion (Uh huh)
I´m a champion (Yeah)
They know I´m a champion, I´m a champion

Before I end up fallin´ into this rip here between the stoned walls under the chandelier
I send a prayer, the Lord is my consigliere
He ain´t talkin´ back but I know He can hear me, such is life
I´m aware they thinkin´ they can fool me twice, I double dare
They often say "In love and war, all is fair"
I´m a boss, reinforcin´ order here
Callin´ shots and all of ´em are clutch like I was switchin´ gears
You ain´t makin´ moves as if you ran into a Polar Bear
We not the same, do not compare (For real)
Motivation for my successors (Yeah)
Checkin´ off the checklist (Yeah)
Business class boys, that means champagne for breakfast (Right)

The fans are the investors (Right)
Revenge Club Records, don´t test us like skippin´ a semester, uh (Keep goin´, yeah)
So fuck a nigga top 5
Been at it more than half a decade and I´m still in my prime my nigga
My mama callin´, remind me to pray
You know the devil right behind you on your way to be great
And I´m still, runnin´ my race, ain´t no hittin´ the wall (Nah)
You know the sayin´ "In the game you either rise or you fall" (Yah, yeah)
Who thought we´d make it this far?
Think we ain´t shinin´, you just left in the dark (Yes, left in the dark)
(Yeah)

Not afraid of the man behind the gun (I´m a champion)
When I see the man in the mirror, me no run
I know I´m the one
They wonder where I get that from (We the ones, yeah-yeah)
Doin´ shit that can´t be done (Yeah)
Not afraid of the man behind the gun
When I see the man in the mirror, me no run
´Cause I know I´m the one
They don´t know where I get that from (We the ones, yeah-yeah)
Doin´ shit that can´t be done, I´m a champion (Yeah)
My mama said I´m a champion, so I´m a champion
I´m a champion
They know I´m a champion, I´m a champion (Yeah)

(We the ones, we the ones, yeah-yeah)
I told y´all, I´m the real champion
I told y´all, I´m the champion of the world
All of you bow
All of my critics crawl
All you suckers who write the ???
(We the ones, we the ones, yeah-yeah)