Make A Toast Lyrics

Yeah, now

Champagne for the pain

Poppin' champagne for the win, now

From where I'm from, make a toast

Cause the slums hard to make it out

Put your cups, put your cups in the air

Make a toast for them niggas that ain't here now

Champagne for the pain

Now we poppin' champagne for the wins, now

If you from where I'm from, make a toast

Cause the slums hard to make it out

Put your cups, put your cups in the air

Make a toast for them niggas that ain't here now

For them times we were dead broke

You ain't got it, fuck it

We gon' spit this bar of soap, yeah

Winter times we had to share coats

Sit back, now we gon' make a toast

And now we poppin' champagne

To celebrate

And I remember all them times we was on session 8

And now my mother got a house and now she's Super straight

And if you turn your back on us, I bet I make you pay

Got paid for keeps up in these streets, they takin' Life away

But I'm a warrior, I been shootin' like I'm Steph or Clay

Nigga, and I provide the food up on my dinner plate

You get this bread, you see them clowns, you gotta Separate

Yeah, I came from the bottom, I really did that

Started off as a foot soldier, now I'm the big scrap

Plug frontin' me on some work, I can't forget that

He threw me one, I broke it in two, just like a Kit-Kat

I put so much work in these streets, make sure my Bitch strapped

Droppin' racks when I'm in the mall, I keep my kids Fresh

That before the dishonor, my nigga, that's Automatic

So my closet got designer for times that we never Had it

The bottles in the air, we gon' toast about it

R.I.P. to the bros, we a poster body

Birthdays was the worst days

Now we sippin' more Moet we thirsty, let's talk About it

Put your cups in the air, make a toast

For them niggas that ain't here now

Champagne for the pain, now we poppin' Champagne

For the wins now

If you from where I'm from, make a toast

Cause the slums oughta make it out

Put your cups in the air, make a toast

For them niggas that ain't here now

Wasn't the freshest, but I kept a gun

I had heart, see, I ain't never run

Back in school, I used to steal the lunch Remember We was broke, we used to catch the bus

And now it's big body benz now

Four door, ain't got no room for no new friends now

Baddest bitch up in the hood, gon' give you head Now

Bank account been overloaded with them bands Now

The only way you gon' come up is if you stay down

And I ain't gon' lie, I been down for a while now

Seems like me and my nigga, do is win now

These niggas frontin' on the gram, call them Bow Wow

What you know about being broke in the hood

Nike pair of dunks was fresh, I got them from Boogz

Mask on, gun to your face when it's time to jug

When the tab was too high, we ran off on the plug

I'm from the low though, y'all niggas know though

I been swingin' shows like Conan, word to my bro Ham

We been them guys, y'all niggas ain't in of are's

I been in and out of whips like I'm workin' for Enterprise

Bottles in the air, we gon' toast about it

R.I.P. to the bros, we a post about it

Birthdays was the worst days

But I'm proud of you with your bitch up in club Haze

Birthdays was the worst days

But I'm proud of you with your bitch up in club haze

Put your cups in the air

Make a toast for them niggas that ain't here now

Champagne for the pain

Now we poppin' champagne for the wins now if you From where I'm from

Make a toast cause the slums hard to make it out

Put your cups in the air

Make a toast for them niggas that ain't here now