Wiley from Atlanta - Champion Lyrics

Red lights on my t-shirt
Ash burn in my champagne
Can't hurt if I bleed first
Phone lights for the matinee
Little boys making contact
Apollo prolly turning in his sleep
Sun shine on the warm bruises
Turn and let him hit the other cheek
Blood looks like fire when it's early
Maybe I got super powers too
Burning like a hero from a comic
Maybe I can fly back home to you
Maybe you can kiss me like you do
Lips sting like cold water
No one else awake but me and you
No one else awake but me and you
Red lights on my champion
Red stains on my champion
Stand up be a champion
Get back up like a champion
Back back back back up
Hold my backpack like a blanket
Jeans pulled tight around my ankles
Gucci on my belt it ain't a statement
I just like the way the color changes
Everything about me is an island
Staring at your face we're both the same
Why'd you have to hit me when I'm silent?
Just to make me angry from the pain
Just to make me yell and hit you back
Just to get your friends to hit me too
I feel like I'm Tyson on the ropes
Lying on my back to see the blue
Got my face humming like a fridge
Still I'm smiling through the black and blue
Maybe you just hit me cause I scare you
You know that I'm not as scared of you
Red lights on my champion
Red stains on my champion
Hands up be a champion
Get back up like a champion
Back back back back up
She don't know what she want
She don't want love from me
She's tearing me apart, you see