Success

Mean something
Hopped out a plane or backflipped
Up out a dragons mouth
King up in my city all the
Klouds is like the captains now
And all the crowds is taking
Pictures what's the caption bout?
Joey trap is hard as fuck or
Joey trap is trash with clout
A thousand niggas could tell me
That I'm the greatest
But in my consciousness I still
Focus more on haters, gotta
Get passed the niggas who's mad
As fuck because I'm successful
Cus where I'm at Is up
But still ain't even reach potential
I'm reaching heights you can't get less
You sky dive out a plane that can fly high
Once it's highest then keep rising
My brain on pacific time but
Still yellin out east side
Cus New York was where I raised at
My nigga June just baught a mayback he 18
Gold on me like Mr T we A-team
Man I pity food damn My city snooze
Swear they sleeping on me
Damn thats Shitty news i'm litty with blues
No I'm not gay but I love my Benjamin's
No bank account I took a
Couple out the closet
The rest for the deposit then
Rest cus I'm throbbing
My pockets popping I'm

Someone tell me why success is
Always bringing hating niggas
I don’t understand it I do good
So they wanna fade a nigga
Go and get your bread instead eating
Off my plate lil niggas
You ain’t work as hard as me the
Proof is in yo face my nigga
I don’t feel sorry tho
Sometimes that’s just how it go
You get some new shit like
Joey can I borrow those?
I can’t keep dragging all these
Niggas from a while ago
I don’t wanna have no click
Don't really need no bros

Look my momma told me I’d turn into
Something greater just gotta keep
All my grades up and maybe
I can be all successful
Really eventually I done failed all
My classes cus I wouldn’t
Pay attention to school I was
Just bout my paper
Anyways now momma proud of me
Hopefully cus I turned all
My haters to something bringing
Me fame and fortune
So fortunately I’m winning
They all gon continue grinning
They mad that a nigga living his dreams dog
That’s real dog left in the field awww
And ain’t nobody got my back
Funny the niggas that "got ya
Back" talk behind ya back
I don’t trust no soul so I’m
Solo when I be countin racks
In this Star Wars I'm solo with a fuckin mac

Someone tell me why success is
Always bringing hate in niggas
I don’t understand it I do good
So they wanna fade a nigga
Go and get your bread instead eating
Off my plate lil niggas
You ain’t work as hard as me the
Proof is in yo face my nigga
I don’t feel sorry tho
Sometimes that’s just how it go
You get some new shit like
Joey can I borrow those?
I can’t keep dragging all these
Niggas from a while ago
I don’t wanna have no click
Don't really need no bros