Trophies

Album: Young Money: The Rise of an Empire (2013)
Charted: 50
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    Had hit records on my demo
    Did y'all boys not get the memo?
    I do not stay at the Intercontinental
    And anything I got is not a rental, I own that mothafucka
    Figured out this shit is simple
    My stock been goin' up like a crescendo
    A bunch of handshakes from the fakes
    But, nigga, I do not wanna be friends though

    I told y'all mothafuckers
    Man, this shit is not a love song
    This a "fuck a stripper on a mink rug" song
    This a "fuck them boys forever, hold a grudge" song
    "Pop some fuckin' champagne in the tub" song
    Nigga, "just because" song (damn)

    What's the move?
    Can I tell truth? If I was doin' this for you
    Then I'd have nothin' left to prove, nah
    This for me, though
    I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people
    And they don't have no award for that
    Trophies, trophies
    And they don't have no award for that
    Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open
    I just do it 'cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga

    Bitch, I go to Dreams with a suitcase
    I got my whole country on a new wave
    She like, "I heard all your niggas stay where you stay"
    House so big I haven't seen them boys in two days
    Bitch, I use a walkie-talkie just to get a beverage
    I saw my parents split up right after the wedding
    That taught my ass to stay committed, fuck the credit
    Bitch, check the numbers, I'm the one who really get it

    I told y'all mothafuckers
    Man, this shit is not a love song
    This a "doin' me and only God can judge" song
    "I do not know what the fuck you thought it was" song
    "Pop some fuckin' champagne in the tub" song
    Nigga, "just because" song

    What's the move?
    Can I tell truth? If I was doin' this for you
    Then I have nothin' left to prove, nah
    This for me, though
    I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people
    And they don't have no award for that
    Trophies, Trophies
    And they don't have no award for that
    Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open
    I just do it 'cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga Writer/s: Aubrey Drake Graham, Bernard Joseph Gerard, Chauncey A. Hollis, Marvin Thomas, Noah James Shebib, Raymond Deandre Martin, Sharon Kaye Abshire
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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