What's Success! Lyrics

It's youngsters, poor streets, books or bricks

If the good life ain't a dream aint nobody plant a seed

They want it all, tell them really if they supposed to bleed

When I see time rubbing dem men standing in lines for the bus

Oh, boi this aint life somebody saves us

Gotta move the fuck like you got a stick up your anus

All them opps must hate it when they see me rising

Note it down for your date, finally you can say, you've got a line worth spitting

Hitting dem G spots, like doing dem favors

But, they still get jealous on me like it a steak with no flavors

Miami, London, Dubai, chilling at airport lounges I don't even fly

They dodged me back in the days like I was asking for a shot of Ciroc Vanilla

Now they shoutin me for favors, like I'm some kind of Nilsson Mandela

Yo, i'm ducking you calls, actin like im blind

They ask why I'm drowsy,I say why don't you go ask ya gyal

We all want different tings but in the end it all the same

But to have chedda is better than being alll skint

Oh believe me when I say it, I've been both

Yeah, get to run I'm done talkin

About this success, and what's success ?

I say happiness is success and that's a bless

Pack up you shit move out that block

Ain't nobody gives a fuck

There's a million way it's not even luck

Go find yourself what you can call a good life

But here my brudda, you ain't getting no good wife

Yah, Now just blue sky, Long Beach and white sand

Just watch me how I do it, with your stick in your hand

I see, said the blind man, trying catch a fish with his bare hand

Need to know how its done, with your trap wide open

Do You have what it takes? Maybe this shout you're late

Just like a woofer always trapped for bait

Believe me, I know a gold digger without asking for her rate

But sometimes, its just the way it is

While Digging for gold, you come up with trash

You winers why with me would you wanna clash? Silly crush

I've got big dreams, not even in a rush

While you think ps in the bank is gonna make you a man

You all beefing over a silly plan

Is it a plan or was already by the system planned - end

Yo, open your eyes is money & happiness even related?

Trust me, lt was all by somebody created

Dem young fouls falling for tricks

There no such a thing as get rich quick and no kid should be cuttin no bricks

They say it was all my fault, but mummy WHAT in this dark shit whole you brought me for ?

But his dad was absent, or already on the floor

His mum's putting food on the table, always out the door

We all want different tings but in the end it all the same

But to have chedda is better than being alll skint

Oh believe me when I say it, I've been both

Yeah, get to run I'm done talkin

About this success, and what's success ?

I say happiness is success and that's a bless

Pack up you shit move out that block

Ain't nobody gives a fuck

There's a million way it's not even luck

Go find yourself what you can call a good life

But here my brudda, you ain't getting no good wife

Stay around, and it's a roller coaster

Ain't nobody gonna hold your toaster

Find yourself in a pot, like a boiled rooster

I know for a fact, I left the fam all behind

Making my path, lurking for a challenge I didn't mind

It was a choice and a promise I've made

Never regret those days it's all about Fait

Now I'm here telling you my life

Around, Hoping you've already picked up a line

They say no one is real it's all hate and spite

I say, that's how it is in a world full of parasites

But what can you do, keep going and grinding

Until the end, ain't nobody knows how this story's ending

Get you sleeves up and get in line

It's time to realize what you doing ain't fine

Stealing, fighting, riding

Prison cell where you find yourself hiding

My uncle fucked up

He started fucking with crack

But that was a normal day in life growing up

I ain't dealing with the shit it's all black

But me, I choose my life, I ain't living in the dark

We all want different tings but in the end it all the same

But to have chedda is better than being alll skint

Oh believe me when I say it, I've been both

Yeah, get to run I'm done talkin

About this success, and what's success ?

I say happiness is success and that's a bless

Pack up you shit move out that block

Ain't nobody gives a fuck

There's a million way it's not even luck

Go find yourself what you can call a good life

But here my brudda, you ain't getting no good wife