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But for right now I think we're all ready to get to the nominations
Ready?
I'm ready
Rap single of the year
(big ass deep breath)
DOM VALLIE
Yeah
Uh huh
They thought I was crazy, the vision was clear
Clear, tell 'em what happened?
But it all led to this, right here
Right here
So I think it's fair to say
SAY IT
That it's my year
My year
So I'd like to say a few things
Hold up your drink, lets cheers
TOAST!
TOAST!
TOAST!
Hold up your drink, lets cheers
I got some big ideas
I see my name Times Square
Yea, it's right there
GOAT!
GO!
Your quest for the next one ends right here
Man, they pissed, I'm the best one since sliced bread
Ain't got the time, no I'll miss when I'm dead
NO!
Nope
No blade wielded by man ever hurt me
My head held up high on through the most
You've trained yourself well, yea, you deserve it
Just hold up your glass, let's make a toast
Toooooooaaaaaast
Just hold up your glass, make a toast
Hold up your glass, make a toast
Just hold up your glass, make a toast
Just hold up your glass, make a-
They was hating, I turned 'em to toast
They was sleeping like comatose
But they peeped when the comma's rose
That ain't my people, my kinda folk
D-O-M-V got his diamonds froze
But his mama on TV, he kinda the goat
I mean, that's kinda the goal?
Going hard till my time to go
(let's gooooo)
Remember walking up the court steps
Mama asked me, are you nervous?
Looked at her, said of course, yes
But it ain't even bout the charges
Your lil kid got sentences
Pleading guilty made her heart wreck
Watching mama cry
Left me traumatized
Reason why I ain't caught a charge since
Now me and mama walking red carpet
Mama asked me, are you nauseous?
Looked at her, said of course, yes
But it ain't even bout award shit
Your lil kid got nominated
Look how far we made it
Are you proud yet?
She said more than life
With tears in her eyes
Reason why I ain't even start yet
Just getting started
Ahem
I still got some fuckin shit to do, man
A lot of shit to do
Brrrrrrrrr
Comin' through, man
Move out the wayyyy
Bap bap bap bap bap bap
Countin' blues, man
You hear that?
You hear that???
If that's a Juno, thank you, I'll take that
(Oh no)
No blade wielded by man ever hurt me
My head held up high on through the most
You've trained yourself well, yea, you deserve it
Just hold up your glass, let's make a toast
Toooooooaaaaaast
Just hold up your glass, make a toast
Hold up your glass, make a toast
Just hold up your glass, make a toast
Just hold up your glass, make a

Awwwww shit
Josh, what's the date? Check the date
Someone check the date?
Look ion know but
We just got nominated for a Juno and
Look if we win
This my mufuckin acceptance speech
Bitch
Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Jorge Pineda, Dom Vallie, Josh Polasz, Thomas Buchanan
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