made it this far
Racecars outside
I got hoes tryna ride out
Make 'em wanna find out everything that I'm about
Shawty gotta find out, no no no
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
I think about everybody I been scarred from
I even broke bread even though I could've starved them
I'm goin' out a hero, baby
Comma, comma, zero, baby
Angels callin', demons callin'
I put them on threeway, baby
I've been keeping them shooters with me on payroll lately
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
Hand in the sky, hand in thе-, ahh
I can't believe I madе it this far
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
Uh, too much money, turned down a deal, turned down a deal
We ridin' Broncos right through the hill
We ridin' Broncos right through the hill
She fuck me pronto when I call her here
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
You know this ain't no motherfuckin' joke
Everything on go
This that type of- uh
Let the fake get gone
Let the fake go home, let them niggas go, leave my ass alone
I been on my own, I been all alone
I fell on my face, got up on my own
I just left the studio, did-, uh
I just left the studio, did 24 songs
I been on my shit, I been off the grid
I can't disappear, I gotta watch my kid
I gotta watch my shit, I gotta watch my sis'
Everything gettin' bigger, shit don't make no sense
Shit don't make no-, uh
I didn't answer the phone, niggas always mad
I don't give a fuck at all, I don't give a fuck at all
They ain't believe us at all, they ain't believe us at all
(Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
Can't believe that we made it this far (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
I got hoes tryna ride out
Make 'em wanna find out everything that I'm about
Shawty gotta find out, no no no
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
I think about everybody I been scarred from
I even broke bread even though I could've starved them
I'm goin' out a hero, baby
Comma, comma, zero, baby
Angels callin', demons callin'
I put them on threeway, baby
I've been keeping them shooters with me on payroll lately
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
Hand in the sky, hand in thе-, ahh
I can't believe I madе it this far
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
Uh, too much money, turned down a deal, turned down a deal
We ridin' Broncos right through the hill
We ridin' Broncos right through the hill
She fuck me pronto when I call her here
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
Can't believe that we made it this far
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
You know this ain't no motherfuckin' joke
Everything on go
This that type of- uh
Let the fake get gone
Let the fake go home, let them niggas go, leave my ass alone
I been on my own, I been all alone
I fell on my face, got up on my own
I just left the studio, did-, uh
I just left the studio, did 24 songs
I been on my shit, I been off the grid
I can't disappear, I gotta watch my kid
I gotta watch my shit, I gotta watch my sis'
Everything gettin' bigger, shit don't make no sense
Shit don't make no-, uh
I didn't answer the phone, niggas always mad
I don't give a fuck at all, I don't give a fuck at all
They ain't believe us at all, they ain't believe us at all
(Uh-uh-uh-uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
Can't believe that we made it this far (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on her shoulders, in God
When life get too hard
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