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 f**k, now I give a f**k 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 illustrous
My rep is impeccable
I'm not to be f**ked with

Sh*t
Let that bitch breath...

I'm way to important to be talking about extortin'
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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
Bla bla
Blast burnin and pass burnin 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 sh*t, now I don give a sh*t 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 niggaz actin like bitches with big mouths
All this stress, all I got is this big house
Couple cars I don bring half them shits out

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