The Success - Wale

The worst thing is when you get comfortable

That’s why success is the enemy

Lord forgive us, we’re sinners

Was poor with the other children

Of course the ills that are less fortunate

Support while they’re killing

Graduated from school just to live on their knees

And wonder why the undergrads don’t wait for summer for heat

Cause a drug dealer’s destiny’s still reaching that key

Who are y’all to disagree

While everybody is looking for somethin'

Where the lookouts look out and be like «cuckoo, they comin'»

So it’s nothin' when the income is nothin'

And the heat never be on so get that heat from the oven

It’s humility, still humanized by these memories

You and I could never eye to eye

Cause my style’s like 5 guillotines

I’m more head then cutting off 5 foreheads

10 I seen, the tenacity of my swords edge

Boy.

been built for that

Seen blood get spilt for less

These young bloods like a bad drug

Can’t find a cure, take a pill back

Uh, rah rah, D.C. mean «don't come»

A «dick choke» if your ho cum

That was told to me by Curt Bone

And that’s fact, shout out Wayne and Corn', too

I ain’t slang in the 80's but… I feel the pain y’all went through

As a hustler’s ambition continues

All them side ways niggas try and do you like Bishop

And I’m sorry if you 30, still purchasing nickels

Cause I’m pushing 30 and the nickel be purchasing Wizards

Like «Ted and Zach, I got the bread, let’s go and chat»

Man I made so much off of beanies we can go over cap

El Captain of the rappers songs, get at me dog

And I’m Christ' Dior with a crispy cuff over Paranorms

Stuntin', oh oh, I’m stuntin'

Hobo was the shit and the bus would scoop us at Southern Avenue nigga what’s up

Revenue up the wazoo cause I hustle

Used to listen to Wasalu

I so was Kick, Pushing the product out DTLR

Pardon me I’m just dwelling

Pursuing the exit from the cesspool we ascended

Uh tell me I ain’t successful