Songtexte New Challenger - Paradigm

Woke up, feeling really fresh
I don't doubt it, really at my best
All my haters, they think I regressed
Where did he go, bitch I never left

Hear me out, this is my request
I do not really care how you are dressed
Wear what you like, not a fucking test
I don't know who you're trying to impress

People don't wanna do shit, I admit
Universal swag, you can't even rival
Too many homies, you don't even fit
This shit battle royale, ultimate survival

Pull up to the club, vodka in a cup
How many people are trying to turn up
Met this girl, but she is hard to trust
Got her number, but she's so fucked up

In the whip I slide, swipe on Tinder I slide
Bank account, shit on an upward trend who did I offend
For all of my friends, money I will spend
Fake homies, immediately divided and then multiplied

Bitch I'm faded, think I need a rewind
Back to when my credit card wasn't declined
Spent so much money I think you will find
He's definitely gone and lost his mind

Insane bachelor, need a new challenger
Oh there he is, surprised he's not an amateur
I don't know who he's trying to impress
All those girls he's trying to finesse

They need a real man, not some pretend man
Fake ass bitch posting pics on the gram
Social media influencer, tryna get with her
But I know he'll ditch when shit hits the fan

Hold on, I think we need a repeat
Already been out three times this week
Yet I find myself in a taxi's backseat
Got so many stories I need to delete

Moving on, I'm back in the club
Honestly I'd rather be at the pub
Some girl outside, she's selling drugs
With some guys but they look like thugs