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Trophies (ft. Drake)

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Trophies (ft. Drake)

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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, it's simple

My stock been going up like a crescendo

A bunch of handshakes from the fakes

But nigga I do not want to be friends though

I told y'all mafuckas, man, this shit is not a love song

This is a fuck a stripper on a mink rug song

This a fuck them boys forever, hold a grudge song

Pop some fucking champagne in the tub song, nigga, "just because" song

What's the move? Can I tell truth?

If I was doing this for you

Then I have nothing 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 mafuckas, man, this shit is not a love song

This a doing me and only God can judge song

I do not know what the fuck you thought it was song

Pop some fucking champagne in the tub song, nigga, "just because" song

What's the move? Can I tell truth?

If I was doing this for you

Then I have nothing 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

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