Lyrics Trumpet - Tyrone Briggs

Team captain
King of the jingle
Everything single win, from lesson struggle and hustle
Survived everything
Made victories out of ruble
Soon as I step on the field
The other team know its trouble
Competition do not get out of line
See I'm top level high
No guy got better grind
I'm looking at the season
And saying it's all mine
Appetite for destruction
You guys just small fries
Make plays like the coaches do
Taking over the game like I'm suppose to do
Feel that crowd energy, you can go assume
Game over, go blow the tune

Do it for the whole town
Gotta love it
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Label me the goat, y'all can't tell me nothing
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Watch me go zero to one hundred

We the warriors
Grind til label us victorious
Every single game gotten glorious
No loss, it's fate
Scores indicate the win
I got points to make
I Get up on the field, watch me lose it
Only way you can say I'm losing
Don't care how tough you think your crew is
House full of champions
We came with the blueprints
Soon it's over with critiques, dude
Silence everyone with skill
That's what we do
Do the math, 1 and 2 are not be equal
Every game, we breathe life in the people, forreal

Do it for the whole town
Gotta love it
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Label me the goat, y'all can't tell me nothing
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Go ahead blow the trumpet
Watch me go zero to one hundred