Groovy Soul - Trophies (feat. Charlés) Lyrics

Whole shelf full of all these (trophies)
I trained hard for this shit, these (trophies)...
Whole shelf full of all these (trophies)
I'm a king to my craft, dethrone me...

If this is the olympics then I done won gold metals
Rap is a race, I'm usain, foot on the pedal...
All into gear, I'm an engineer, no fixed race
I come on top of my competition, that's first place...

Pull a muscle then I push it to its limits
No gimmicks in my craft, if you hear it, then you feel it...
Every Strain I obtain, The pain I use for Motivation
I push through pain, adrenaline's my dedication...
All my injuries piecing me back together
If the games in the winter, I'm heating up like the summer...
Cause I'm running off of fumes, I got something to prove
I'm only here to win, I ain't got nothing to lose...
F*ck a win
Lose column
I only seek for the top so I can climb from the bottom, nigga...
Yeah I started from the bottom
I treat the pressure just like weight, I f*cking press it then I drop it nigga...
Bodybuilding's a variation of wordplay
I'll build your soul up or I'll leave you bodied to decay...
Don't play here, unless you wanna get played here
I'll leave you speaking cryptic like you Max from Cape Fear...
But I'm Bruce the demigod, the Olympian
I'm much stronger than the box that they put in...
It's 68, and I'm a gold medalist
I shock the world with my black power fist...
Blackout, that I caused when I hit the ground running
And I detonate, like Georgia on 7/27...
Without your torch, your games lack energy
I have the fire, but I'm aiming at my enemies...
My archers ready and they aiming at your temple
Survival of the fittest, but i know that i will win though...
I never said that these games will ever be perfect
Cause they're all in my favor and I know that i will win it...

Whole shelf full of all these (trophies)
I trained hard for this shit, these (trophies)...
Whole shelf full of all these (trophies)
I'm a king to my craft, dethrone me...