作词 : Carter, Shawn C.
作曲 : Carter, Shawn C.
Your success took a shot at you
What are you gonna do now? 
Are you gonna kill it?
You gonna become unsuccessful?
Frank, you can be successful and have enemies
Or be unsuccessful too and you can have friends
I got these ******s 
Breezy, don't worry about it
Let that ******* breathe
I use to give a ******, now 
I give a ****** less
What do I think of success? 
It sucksToo much stress 
I guess I blew up quick'
Cause friends 
I grew up with
See me as a pre'me but 
I'm not and my nuts big
I don't know what the fuss is, my career is illustrious
My rep is impeccable, 
I'm not to be ****** with
With, *******t, let that ******* breathe
I'm way to important to be talking about extorting
Asking me for a portion is like asking for a coffin
Broad daylight 
I'll off your on switch
You're not to bright, goodnight long kiss
Bye bye my reply, blah, blah
Blast burner then pass burner to 
Tye-TyeFinish my breakfast, why?
I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry
Now where was 
I? Let that ******* breathe
I use to give a *******t, now 
I don't give a *******t more
Truth be told 
I had more fun when 
I was piss poor
I'm pissed off and this success song is about
A bunch a ******s acting like ******* with big mouths
All this stress, all 
I got is this big house
Couple of cars, 
I don't bring half of them *******ts out
All of this ace of spade, 
I drank just to piss out
I mean I like the taste coulda saved myself 6 hours
How many times can 
I go to Mr. 
Childs, Taos 
Mobu?Hold up, lemme move my bowls
I'll *******t on y'all ******s, 
OG tell these boys
Ya ain't about to *******t on my ******
I got watches 
I ain't seen in months
Apar******ent at the 
Trump, I only slept in once
******s said 
Hova was ova, such dummies
Even if I fell 
I'll land on a bunch of money
You ain't got nothing for me, 
Nas, let that ******* breathe"Success, McLaren, women staringMy villain appearance sacred blood of a kingAnd my vein ain't spillingGhetto Othello, Sugar Hill RomelloCamaro driven, I climax from paperAnd ask why is life worth livingIs it to hunt for the *******t that you want?To receive's great but I lust givingThe best jewelers wanna make my thingsI make Jacob *******t on Lorraine just to make me a chain******s mention the one love came home with the paper in handThey gotta brag about the Feds young manOld cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monumentsGoogle Earth Nas, I got flats in other continentsWorst enemies wanna be my best friend******est friends wanna be enemies like Daz was inBut I don't give a ******, walk inside the lion's denTake everybody’s chips, about to cash them inUp your catalog dawg, mine's worth to muchLike Mike Jacks ATV part, Mottola can't touchLet this ******* breatheLet this ******* breathe