Table of Success

Jae Millz & Birdman - Pop
Table of Success
2 Plays
Duration: 1:24
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Jae Millz] I've been thinking 'bout the future lately Fully focused, maybe that's why all my exes hate me [?] critics throw darts, try to devistate me But I'm busy putting gas in the drop [?] AC Tiger blood, titainiom bones I got the soul of Frank White [?] throne And I ain't talking Christopher Walken I'm talking that Christopher that was Versace [?] Often, you can catch me coughing Lit up on that medicated, [?] in Bostin [?] All day G shit, so proseed with caution My niggas keep it 100 percent [?] Rest in peace [?] Andre Hudson Mr. James Harden Ms. Maggy Millz, it's real, I'm still morning That's why every show, I snap like it's my last performance I'm on it, I'm zoning Tryna dеrail my money train, I don't condone it Work my ass off to get it, so for lifе, I need a moment Yeah For life, I need a moment For my city, [?] Been [?] all my life, now it's time to own shit Hop off mine, groupie nigga, you got your own dick My new drug of choice success, no telling how high I'm gon' get [Chorus: Jae Millz] I was raised with the animals, but still, before I die, aiming to acomplish everything I came to do I'm sitting at a table of success Everybody well dressed Yeah, we look like money, bitch We at a table of success Everybody well dressed Yeah, we look like money, bitch Grab a seat and learn, how to get some money, bitch Grab a seat and learn, how to get some money, bitch [Verse 2: Birdman] Blowing big in the coupe with my OG Gave me game since a young [?] Toat a tool everyday when we in the streets Get money any way when you in the streets Slipping in these streets, nigga, getting in these streets, nigga Chop your section, hold it in the beef, nigga Yeah, it's just that uptown G shit [?] on the world, nigga, [?] shit Big money, bitch Catch me with [?] With [?] of that money, bitch Moving keys since a young nigga Overseas cost a mill [?] nigga Yeah, we got the boat on a float, homie No hoes, no show, she a [?] homie Fuck code, homie, it's 'bout the dough, homie Hold your racks and your stack, and get more, homie Swagger, I'm so swift, so fly, nigga Priceless, 25 on the sky, nigga High, so cool when we ride, nigga Drop the top and everytime I pass by niggas Yeah Expensive lifestyle Swagger so priceless, bitches go buck wild Meanwhile, we in the building getting rich, bitch On that Y.M.C.M.B. shit [Chorus: Jae Millz] I was raised with the animals, but still, before I die, aiming to acomplish everything I came to do I'm sitting at a table of success Everybody well dressed Yeah, we look like money, bitch We at a table of success Everybody well dressed Yeah, we look like money, bitch Grab a seat and learn, how to get some money, bitch Grab a seat and learn, how to get some money, bitch
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Credits
- Writers
- Jae Millz
- Birdman