Ace Hood - Make a Toast lyrics

[Intro] This is no longer music It's a celebration homie [Chorus] Let's make a toast (Toast) To the young don And to the gangsters, until they postpone To all the hustlers, that's on the cash grind To those we lost to war and looking for a lifetime I do it for the G's, I do it for the streets This one for history, I'm toasting this to me Gla**es in the air! (It's a celebration baby) I'm toasting this to me Gla**es in the air! And this for history [Verse 1] True story I was born into the Lord's glory Hustle and ambition, vision first cla** ported And that's according I was cordial on my first formal Trying to make a mill' coming off of four quarters I am so Florida Marlin in my own water Swimming with the sharks, slaughter anyting by the Feeling like an orphan, never knew my real father Guess that's why I'm going harder than my role model Signed to the biggest label that enable Carter Now they paying Hood out there to my armor model And every Ace of Spades bottle till the last swallow Only taint to ever trained to get the last dollar Black flag scholar, Louis Vuitton don A hundred for the watch, just waiting for the right time I just realized in my money state of mind I'm on another level devils meet me in the sky [Chorus] [Verse 2] I used to wake up morning, yawning where I want to be People I want to meet, and places I've been dying to see No hope of selling coke or dope, I'm going back to sleep Now I awake with paper bags, cash under feet Throw up the W to represent my dynasty And all honesty the prodigy see no defeat Keep all apoligies, the modesty is all to me It's ruthless mindframe is the way to be I burn a hater, blow the ashes on his daddy feet May he be deceased, look until you see the beast While I could see you getting rich and n***as envy me It's deeper than the rap, the realist sh** a n***a speak Private planes take me everywhere they wish to see And Khaled taking me to heights they only wish to be Flyest without a wing, the American dream It's a bird, it's a plane, naw it's just me [Chorus] [Verse 3] Shout out to Khaled, shout out to Def Jam Shout out to We the Best, what up Dollas and Deals? Shout out to A.D., what up Fo' Fifth? What up Kitgo? What up P Bo? Blood no go, what up A.C.? I love you Blonde D, I love you big sis' I love you little sis', I love you 2Pac And I will never stop, let's toast to the top [Chorus] [Outro] Ace Hood baby! This is no longer music This is a celebration baby I've been introduced to the finer things in life Thank you Lord Thank you Lord! Khaled! I told them Make a toast to them Hi haters!