Success Part 1 by The Audible Doctor Lyrics
[Produced by The Audible Doctor]
[Verse 1: Chaundon]
Mr. intercontinental now music international
Ain't a city that I won't be touching down
So official, momma proud of her second child
Yeah I know it took a while we can finally smile
Pop a cork or two praising the New Yorker who
Turned the game around with a sound that astounded you
Now they all surrounding dude it's all good
Looks like we made it ma first class like you know we would
Long road to success persevere through the years
All the tears and the blood and the sweat got us here
Now we can rejoice getting paid through my words and my voice
No settling now we got a choice
Where you wanna go? south of France or South Africa
Been in South Bronx so long it's not natural
So pack your bags matter of fact shop when you land
You see my hustle was all for you a part of my plan you understand?
[Hook Scratches]
Lace 'em with the truth
It's a tough life we living
I'm one year older, ten times more determined
Make it your time to shine
I want the mansion and the yacht and all that ish them rich wack rappers got
You know what I'm saying
Who getting money with me?
[Verse 2: The Audible Doctor]
Cuz I've been working too damn hard to be broke and underappreciated
My girl telling me settle see eventually we'll make it
My hopes and dreams don't raise your interest like my credit cards
So when the balance due I pray the got I beat the odds to pay it
I take it in stride and continue to take the steps but
They're breaking my pride until I feel there's nothing left I
Know what I'm meant to do which is true for few of you
But ya'll won't support enough to ride with me like a Vespa
It seems they'd rather be paying homage than paying dollars
Maybe I should have just listened harder and stayed in college
I don't wanna be a copy onomatopoeia's not me
Sloppy twisted and cocky got me but I'm dropping knowledge
Shit, it seems it's only getting worse
Somebody told me son it's just the underground curse
If I was riding in something special they'd learn every verse
They won't respect me till I'm riding in a hearse
Check it out
[Hook Scratches]
Lace 'em with the truth
It's a tough life we living
Know what I'm saying
I'm one year older, ten times more determined partner
Make it your time to shine
I want the mansion, all that ish them wack rappers got
Who getting money with me?
[Verse 1: Chaundon]
Mr. intercontinental now music international
Ain't a city that I won't be touching down
So official, momma proud of her second child
Yeah I know it took a while we can finally smile
Pop a cork or two praising the New Yorker who
Turned the game around with a sound that astounded you
Now they all surrounding dude it's all good
Looks like we made it ma first class like you know we would
Long road to success persevere through the years
All the tears and the blood and the sweat got us here
Now we can rejoice getting paid through my words and my voice
No settling now we got a choice
Where you wanna go? south of France or South Africa
Been in South Bronx so long it's not natural
So pack your bags matter of fact shop when you land
You see my hustle was all for you a part of my plan you understand?
[Hook Scratches]
Lace 'em with the truth
It's a tough life we living
I'm one year older, ten times more determined
Make it your time to shine
I want the mansion and the yacht and all that ish them rich wack rappers got
You know what I'm saying
Who getting money with me?
[Verse 2: The Audible Doctor]
Cuz I've been working too damn hard to be broke and underappreciated
My girl telling me settle see eventually we'll make it
My hopes and dreams don't raise your interest like my credit cards
So when the balance due I pray the got I beat the odds to pay it
I take it in stride and continue to take the steps but
They're breaking my pride until I feel there's nothing left I
Know what I'm meant to do which is true for few of you
But ya'll won't support enough to ride with me like a Vespa
It seems they'd rather be paying homage than paying dollars
Maybe I should have just listened harder and stayed in college
I don't wanna be a copy onomatopoeia's not me
Sloppy twisted and cocky got me but I'm dropping knowledge
Shit, it seems it's only getting worse
Somebody told me son it's just the underground curse
If I was riding in something special they'd learn every verse
They won't respect me till I'm riding in a hearse
Check it out
[Hook Scratches]
Lace 'em with the truth
It's a tough life we living
Know what I'm saying
I'm one year older, ten times more determined partner
Make it your time to shine
I want the mansion, all that ish them wack rappers got
Who getting money with me?