ShottaHenny - Successful

The money (Money)
The cars (The cars)
The hoes (The hoes)
The clothes (Clothes) I suppose
Uh, everything in life is written, want bills no Clinton, I'm nice
You got dogs they bark but none of them dogs got bite
I do not chitchat, focus on the big bag, you get in the way the know it's on site
Scary hours, ya niggas wake up in the morning
Me I wake up at night
Gotta be a millionaire by the age of 30, and a billionaire by the age of 45
I cannot say you know the vibes, cause you don't know shit
I'm from The Bronx, I been through the most shit, I'm lightskin but I feel no emotions
You'll be surprised what I'll do with a social
I'm not trynna be social, when I get mad I cause a commotion
And I keep a weapon at my disposal haah
I want the breesh yeh, and designer on me
5 Star eats with a 5 star treesh cause
I just want to be successful
I want the breesh yeh, and designer on me
5 Star eats with a 5 star treesh cause
I just want to be successful
I can't wait for my time, to shine
Got my eyes on the prize, that's right
And I Gotta stay flee, I am too saucy
I ain't even make it, and these baddies all on me
They want my baby, these hoes go crazy
And they throat go Brazy in the new Mercedes
Need equity like Jay Z, why can't the bag just chase me
I'm tired, Jesus save me, I'm tired Jesus save me
(Yo I ain't even gon' hold you bro
Shit got crazy on the block my nigga, feel me?
Niggas done have to spin blocks head tap a couple niggas like
Feel me I don't even think I'm ever coming back to the hood
I ain't even gon' hold you I gotta get the fuck up outta here bro
This shit ain't ever gon' stop)
Uh, gotta know where I'm heading
How can I surround myself with success when all of my niggas is stuck in the trenches
I gotta make it, I paid all my dues and trust me that shit can get pretty expensive
How many people is counting on me? Trust me that list can get pretty extensive
Rather get, had no headaches, Zaya lit, I hold my breath in
Shawty got a man that's precious, suck my dick like that's my best friend
Designer feets every time I'm stepping
Gun is on me every time I Flexin
I took some L's but I learned my lesson
I cannot wait to see where I'm headed, yea
And my mama cry to me, I seen the pain in her eyes
She looked at me and said she wanna live in a house before it's her time
Not being able will fuck with my pride, so I'm in the lab, fuck being outside
You know you broke when you can't afford to die, damn
I want the breesh yeh, and designer on me
5 Star eats with a 5 star treesh cause
I just want to be successful
I want the breesh yeh, and designer on me
5 Star eats with a 5 star treesh cause
I just want to be successful

Written by:
Henny Sanchez

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