Congratulations

Congratulations

Pocket full of blue faces, they still motherfuckin' hatin'

I came from the bottom, had to motherfuckin' take it

No, I ain't never trippin', if I did, I'd tie my laces

'Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it

When you shinin' too hard you could see it in they faces

Still standin' on 'em couches with no motherfuckin' aces

Boy be hot as fire, I know you makin' funny faces

It takes a real **** to tell you congratulations

Look at, I'm a boss, my ****, you are a fraud

14 grand large, my ****, he take you off

Young Jefe, I'm a god, them bitches, they praise the Lord

I'm really from they trap, you grew up in your garage

Boy, you need to stop, yeah, put that shit in park

Monday I'm in Off-White, Tuesday Saint-Laurent

But this ain't what you want, nah, this ain't what you want

Bitch got mad at me when I hit it from the front

And everything I do now, yeah, I do it for my son

I do it for my lil' bro, I do it for my mom

They wanted me to lose, but look at me, bitch, I won

A **** play with Glizzy, he get hit with glizzy gun

Pocket full of blue faces, they still motherfuckin' hatin'

I came from the bottom, had to motherfuckin' take it

No, I ain't never trippin', if I did, I'd tie my laces

'Cause death is guaranteed, and your life is what you make it

When you shinin' too hard you could see it in they faces

Still standin' on 'em couches with no motherfuckin' aces

Boy be hot as fire, I know you makin' funny faces

It takes a real **** to tell you congratulations

Yeah, it's Glizzy season, fuck whoever your team is

Pussy-ass **** always hatin' for no reason

I be with them demons, they kill you for no meanin'

War zone in my hood, they got blood all over the cement

**** we ain't beefin', I come through your way squeezin'

Right around the time when the lil' ones should be sleepin'

Late night I be creepin', police always geekin'

These **** big and bad till they bitch-ass sent at precinct

Or they six-feetin', you **** gonna see then

It's Glizzy Glizzy, baby, know you **** wanna be him

I'm on another level that these **** don't be reachin'

If you ain't talkin' money, then what language is you speakin'?

Pocket full of blue faces, they still motherfuckin' hatin'

I came from the bottom, had to motherfuckin' take it

No, I ain't never trippin', if I did, I'd tie my laces

'Cause death is guaranteed, and your life is what you make it

When you shinin' too hard you could see it in they faces

Still standin' on 'em couches with no motherfuckin' aces

Boy be hot as fire, I know you makin' funny faces

It takes a real **** to tell you congratulations

It takes a real **** to tell you congratulations

It takes a real **** to tell you congratulations