Congratulations Ya baby boy done made it I’m headed to the top of the spot now who gone take it Seeing all the risk in the world I might take em Niggas don’t wanna do shit but just make it No faking No exaggeration Nobody put in the work we all lazy Wake up everyday to a script That’s all basics My dreams make me bite on my lip I still taste it Hear alarms well it’s time for some money I start chasing Going full throttle like I’m into car racing Feeling like drake the way I’m faded getting jaded But I ain’t in no strip I’m with my old lady I can’t turn my back on the one who had my baby Loyalty it get tested by a lot Like would you rather be at home or standing on the block Or you creeping with some hoes instead of punching on that clock I’m known to finesse with my English and twist the plot I said I’m hungry so I skip the line fuck waiting Try to block my shine but in the midst you star gazing So even when you close the blinds Nigga I shine greatly So instead of hating just say congratulations