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Intro C#m E A E
C#m E
My mama called, seen you on TV, son
A
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
E
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
C#m
Now they always say congratulations
E
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
A
They ain't never had the dedication
E
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it
C#m
They was never friendly, yeah
Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah
E
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I know I had to have it, yeah
A
For the money, I'm a savage, yeah
I be itching like a addict, yeah
E
I'm surrounded 20 bad bitches, yeah
But they didn't know me last year, yeah
C#m
Everyone wanna act like they important
E
But all that mean nothing when I saw my dog
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Everyone counting on me, drop the ball
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Everything costing like I'm at the bottom, yeah, yeah
C#m
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
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How could I make cents when I got millions on my mind?
A
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
E
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes
C#m E
My mama called, seen you on TV, son
A
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
E
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
C#m
Now they always say congratulations
E
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
A
They ain't never had the dedication
E
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it
Segunda Parte
C#m
I was patient, yeah-oh
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I was patient, ay-oh
A
Now I can scream that we made it
E
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulations
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation
C#m
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby
I'm looking for someone to call, baby
E
But right now I got a situation
Nothing but old Ben-Ben Franklins
A
Big rings, champagne
My life is like a ball game
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But instead I'm in the trap, though
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl
C#m
Super Bowl, call the hoes, get in the Rolls
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Top floor lifestyle, Huncho and Post
A
Malone, I got a play on my phone, ay
E
You know what I'm on, ay
Huncho Houdini is gone, ay
C#m E
My mama called, seen you on TV, son
A
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
E
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
C#m
Now they always say congratulations
E
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
A
They ain't never had the dedication
E
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it
Written by Louis Bell/Adam Feeney/Quavious Marshall/Austin Post/Leland Wayne/Nayvadius Wilburn