Your Success took a shot at you What are you going to do now? How are you gonna kill it? You gonna become unsuccessful? Frank, you can be successful and have enemies Or, Be unsuccessful too and you can have friends I got these niggas breezy, don't worry about it. Let that bitch breath, I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less. What do I think of success It sucks, too much stress I guess I blew up quick, cause friends I grew up with See me as a pre-me but I'm not and my nuts big I don' know what the fuss is My cribs illustrious My rep is impeccable I'm not to be fucked with Shit Let that bitch breath I'm way to important to be talking about extortion' Asking me for a portion is like asking for a coffin Broad day light I off your on switch Ya not too bright, goodnight, long kiss Bye, bye my reply Blah blah Blast burning and pass burner the ta ta Finish my breakfast, why? I got an appetite for destruction and your a small fry Now where was I? Let that bitch breathe I used to give a shit, now I don give a shit more Truth be told, I had more fun when I was piss poor I'm pissed off This what success all about? A bunch of niggas acting like bitches with big mouths All this stress, all I got is this big house Couple cars I don bring half them shits out All of this ace of spade I drank just to piss out I mean I like the taste could of saved myself 6 hours How many times can I go to Mr. Childs, towels no booth Hold up, lemme move my bouwls I'll shit on y'all niggas, OG tell these boys (Ya ain't about to shit on my nigga) I got watches I ain't seen in months Apartment at the Trump; I only slept in once Niggas said Hova was ova, such dummies Even If I fell I'll land on a bunch of money Ya ain't got nothing for me "Nas; let that bitch breathe" Success, McLaren, women staring My villain appearance sacred blood of a king and my vein ain't spilling Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill Romello Camaro driven, I climax from paper and ask why is life worth living? Is it to hunt for the shit that you want? To receives great, but I lust giving The best jewelers wanna make my things I make Jacob shit on the range just to make me a chain Niggas mention the one love Came home with the paper in hand They gotta brag about the FEDS young man Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents Worst enemies wanna be my best friends Best friends wanna be enemies like thats whats in But I don't give a fuck walk inside the lions den Take everybody?s chips, about to cash them in Up your catalog dog, mine's worth to much Like Mike Jacks ATV part, Mottola can't touch Let this bitch breathe Let this bitch breathe
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