[Verse 1: PHZ-Sicks] Failure is my ex, Success in my next This relationship here is so complex I go all out for you, cause I know you're worth it My time and my commitment, baby you earned it Time to transform now, let's Mighty Morph it You bring out the best in me, strive to be perfect Each day's a lesson and I'm gonna learn it So when the test comes, my score's gonna be perfect Already at a hundred, No need to curve it Treat it like Rick Ross, time to enforce it Had to make sure that my rap style was polished In order to be the Big Boss, Metal Gear Solid Take the Cakewalk without Reason or Logic Countdown has just begun, time for me rock it Success kick down the door, no need to knock it It's Tabi Bonney time, so Put It In My Pocket Uh, let's go for a ride On this Fantastic Voyage, just slide In this life, it's either do or die I tried shooting for the stars and ended up committing suicide Uh, I'm in the muthaf**ing zone The beauty of these rhymes are skin deep but ugly to the bone I just raised the people's interest Cause they're surprised at what I'm doing now and fearing what I do next [Hook: Scolla] Look's like I'm gonna reach my dream But everything isn't what it seems But life is what you make it (make it) And I'm go getter So you put in my life and I'mma take it (oh oh oh) So, put your hands in the sky Wave at success and say "Hi" Then go ahead and tell failure "Good bye" Cause right now, now we're so high We are so [Verse 2: PHZ-Sicks] Hi, ladies tell me how you doing I'm really appreciating all your movements And, I'm not talking bout your body work But more specifically your body of work You got to work twice as hard just to show your worth It's get so bad that it makes you wanna give up But only give up the idea of losing You're almost at your destination, baby, keep moving And there is nothing s**ier Than when you're crossing that graduation stage for your paper And God gave so much strength to the single mothers Damn! Success is looking going on ya You got to love a woman with goals If you have some, we can kick it like Ronaldo This is for the oo-oops, to the mothers, to the A-Listers To the do-it-all, get it all, beautiful, sisters [Hook] [Verse 3: PHZ-Sicks] Uh, it's time for to go for mine And hope things even out like John Legend's hairline But in the spare time, this what I'll do Invent a new level of spitting called Hock Two Aren't you, the kid that be k**ing it Indeed, you can call me PHZ-Sicks Godspeed, is my only limit So if I don't have it now, in due time, I'll get it No stopping, there's no detours This music to me is more than the rewards But I'm awarded, with your gratitude Humble by your response so f** the attitude If you don't think, I'll ever cherish it You can go stab that thought and then bury it Never bothers me when these n***as hating me Cause it's like it's great s**, they're just bringing out the best in me, me [Hook]