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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
McDonald Emiantor
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yo it's ya boy Traidmarc tmg
I'm chillin' top billin' sittin' on 20 million
Ricky Lake on my melon
While watchin' the milky way on the ceiling
Oooh ooh what a feeling ya'll
Bosslife
For those who new to this
Allow my to reintroduce myself
I'm the stone the builders rejected
Who happen to become
The head of the cornerstone
I struck a perfect balance
Between corporate n' gangstaling
Eating lobster n' caviar
Is why my doodoo don't stink
I'm a boss in real life
Not just on the internet
When u get to my tax bracket
Calculate ya net worth
I seen folks take out a mortgage
Just to network
Industry leaders season eleven
That was my network
I produce shows that's broadcast
On television
No playlist on spotify
They didn't see my vision
But I kept it moving
And I kept on pushing
Steady believing in myself
A young nigga on a mission
And all I ever asked for
Was just an opportunity
Not even for myself
Or for my own benefit
I was only tryin'a help
My own family
And everyone else around me
Just to eat n' be happy
But in the eyes of the world
I was never worthy
So I went out to got it on my own
And now I'm fucking wealthy
U win some u lose some
Time to take the bull by the horns
Ya lips will never touch
Unless u counting millions
Those that never thought I'll make it
Oh my lord I'm in a different tax bracket
Lord knows I arose from the slums
Now I wake up everyday in a mansion
Flash money on my posts
Haters think I'm selling dope
I ain't tryin'a pose
I know how hard it was
For me to get in this position
A thousand monthly streams alone
On spotify such a situation
Tryin'a get myself verified
On instagram was such a headache
Got declined over twelve times
Ain't that a bitch
Took a break
Doing music off n' on
I use to shop at politix and cotton on
Now I wear hermes
Burberry's and louis vuitton
Shoutout to all my fans
And those that stay strong
Thos who always liked my posts
And reposted
Even when my engagement was low
And straight toasted
I appreciate all the love and support u shown
That's why I go live every now n' then bags blown
To all my followers both real and fake
This is Traidmarc bosslife
I make bossmove everyday
U win some u lose some
Time to take the bull by the horns
Ya lips will never touch
Unless u counting millions
Those that never thought I'll make it
Oh my lord I'm in a different tax bracket
Lord knows I arose from the slums
Now I wake up everyday in a mansion
Swagging in slow motion
Balling with caution
My bag from colton
Gotta keep in motion
Like an ocean
I gave myself a promotion
From a hip hop rookie
To a god of devotion
Such an explosion
Call me a poser
Never a graggerdoser
Come closer
Smell my cologne
It's a head of medusa
Tier rubber poster
Traidmarc never been a boaster
I'm into bigger things but tony u a poofter
I came from nowhere near a mill
Where a slice of bread was a square meal
Crystal palace in London
Where I quoted scriptures
From the book of mormon
Black and successful such conundrum
I got so much on my plate
I'm not referring to food
Displaying anger over petty shit
What hunger do
I'm mickey mouse
U rats is dead meat
Heals slapping up against
The back of my head
I'm burnin' fat on treadmill
U win some u lose some
Time to take the bull by the horns
Ya lips will never touch
Unless u counting millions
Those that never thought I'll make it
Oh my lord I'm in a different tax bracket
Lord knows I arose from the slums
Now I wake up everyday in a mansion
Writer(s): Mcdonald Emiantor
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