Lifestyles of the young, black and the finally graduated
Looking back on my life, didn’t think I’d make it
Actually, I haven’t made it yet, just another stepping stone.
Success dripping off me like a melted ice cream cone
Mom told me, if I get a degree I’m officially grown
Ex love interests suddenly blowing up my phone
I can’t help it, I hit ‘em back because they sure look bad
After all the things I been through, surprised I didn’t spaz
Rest in Peace to my grandfather, I know you’re watching.
Momma taught me that success was my only option
So I had to do what I did, to get what I got.
People been hating on me ever since “This Is Why I’m Hot”
But I digress, stress is the devil’s playground
This ain’t no board game, me and my people don’t play around
I share the wealth but only with those that starved with me
With those who had the broken down cars with me
If life’s a movie, I still need someone to star with me
Someone who’s down for both our bank accounts to enlarge quickly
Is that wishful thinking? Too much Drake mixed with drinking?
Hold on give me a minute to get out of my feelings.
Ok I’m back now, better than ever
I stand in the eye of the storm but I got an umbrella
I’m not a mobster but they treat me like I’m a good fella
Rumors can’t break the team up, we aren’t Roc-A-Fella
People can choose not to recognize greatness
But my timing’s just right, God doesn’t recognize lateness
And for all those who waited to get on the bandwagon
There’s no more room, sometimes being late isn’t the right fashion.
I got a smile on my face because I can’t complain
Well I could, but it’d be cheesier than a Packers game
They say I had a short temper, Gary Coleman style
But instead I chose to ice grill ‘em, frozen Foreman style
The lap of luxury, certain people can’t fuck with me
With God’s grace, I guess these haters are stuck with me
All it took was some prayer and some luck, you see
To have me walking around feeling like a million bucks, you see
I have a lot of acquaintances, few close friends
If I was close to going off the rails, who would reel me in?
If life’s a game, they’re watching me like it’s ESPN
And the three words I hate to hear from girls? Let’s be friends
You see, I got enough friends, I think I need something more
I know enough people to be able to go on a mini world tour
I ain’t Tiger, my life really isn’t par for the course
Some girls dream of being basketball wives, but ain’t into sports
But yet, through all the nonsense that surrounded me
And the thousands of people that doubted me
I relish in their unsuccessful hating.
Because success is a journey, not a destination.