Finally Made It

Brett Browning

I'm up on my level
Got a new bitch and she's special
The diamonds they shine on the bezel
See me in shining can't nobody stop me I'm climbing
Ain't got a bad bitch I got several
Two-door foreign wheels spinning
Fast lane living
All up in my bag fuck a tag when I get it
Got'em coming fast when they seeing how I'm living
You ain't gotta ask if I said it then I meant it
All about the business
Mastering the vision
See a Nigga fly how I'm mastering the physics
Sayin she a dime got her hopping' outta benzes
Champagne sipping' no roof glass ceilings
Lovin how they doubted me
Now they in my DM's all saying that they proud of me
AM to the PM know I probably have your BM in my DM, would you ever get her back hmm, probably
Damn
It's hard to say
Yo rhymes is played
I can't even give your co-signs the time of day
I cut them close on both sides like a barber's fade
And now I'm laughing to the bank like I charged the game
The stars I aim
Niggas hittin' stars for fame
I cut them off
Now there's just a couple scars remain
I'll tell 'em they don't understand we ain't all the same
I make your favorite bad bitch hit the walk of shame

Tell 'em I done made it
I ain't never stopping chasing paper
Imma keep the middle finger to the haters
Couple bad bitches they ain't never gonna mention other niggas to compare because they know that I'm the greater
Tell her see you later
You know ima always keep it player
Jumpshot got me feeling like a laker
In a sports drop, old school nothing major
Always showing love 'cause they know that I'm the savior
Always take the love and respect
Waiting game and you know who's up next
Couple missed calls and a text from my ex out west, now I'm on and they all upset
I don't never show stress
Nigga you can see that I'm blessed
With my heart and this breath in my chest
Two chains with my name and a cross on my neck for respect to the God making sure that I'm set
It's too many coming
Man I swear they all want something
Man I swear they all want hunnids
Man I swear they all get funny
When they talk about the shit they want from me
Man, it's like we all gettin money
Man, it's like it's all gettin funny
Niggas spend it all in the mall like it's nothing
Make it all back before I notice that it's missing
You can see the vision if you really pay attention

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