Chaundon - Success (Part 1) lyrics

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Chaundon - Success (Part 1) lyrics

[Produced by The Audible Doctor] [Verse 1: Chaundon] Mr. intercontinental now music international Ain't a city that I won't be touching down So official, momma proud of her second child Yeah I know it took a while we can finally smile Pop a cork or two praising the New Yorker who Turned the game around with a sound that astounded you Now they all surrounding dude it's all good Looks like we made it ma first cla** like you know we would Long road to success persevere through the years All the tears and the blood and the sweat got us here Now we can rejoice getting paid through my words and my voice No settling now we got a choice Where you wanna go? south of France or South Africa Been in South Bronx so long it's not natural So pack your bags matter of fact shop when you land You see my hustle was all for you a part of my plan you understand? [Hook Scratches] Lace 'em with the truth It's a tough life we living I'm one year older, ten times more determined Make it your time to shine I want the mansion and the yacht and all that ish them rich wack rappers got You know what I'm saying Who getting money with me? [Verse 2: The Audible Doctor] Cuz I've been working too damn hard to be broke and underappreciated My girl telling me settle see eventually we'll make it My hopes and dreams don't raise your interest like my credit cards So when the balance due I pray the got I beat the odds to pay it I take it in stride and continue to take the steps but They're breaking my pride until I feel there's nothing left I Know what I'm meant to do which is true for few of you But ya'll won't support enough to ride with me like a Vespa It seems they'd rather be paying homage than paying dollars Maybe I should have just listened harder and stayed in college I don't wanna be a copy onomatopoeia's not me Sloppy twisted and co*ky got me but I'm dropping knowledge sh**, it seems it's only getting worse Somebody told me son it's just the underground curse If I was riding in something special they'd learn every verse They won't respect me till I'm riding in a hearse Check it out [Hook Scratches] Lace 'em with the truth It's a tough life we living Know what I'm saying I'm one year older, ten times more determined partner Make it your time to shine I want the mansion, all that ish them wack rappers got Who getting money with me?