Success

Lyrics: GabbyGP Urban Missionary Music: GabbyGP Urban Missionary LYRICS

SUCCESS

HOOK How do I define success?// What's it gona take for me to say that I’m blessed// Is it about getting recognition?// Or do I need to find a new definition// How do I define success?// What's it gona take for me to say that I’ve arrived// Is it about the money and fame// What happens when I finally get to the other side//

VERSE ONE Regular job, regular car, regular crib, sniff sniff regular cologne// Regular swag, regular dude, regular dad, just another regular ohn// What happens when the tables turn around and the// Banks fill up with enough to shop around and the// Dreams come alive, I make it out alive// I’m on the list of millionaires by time I’m forty-five//whoah Maybe then I’ll learn how to think different// Maybe then I’ll learn to talk and walk different// Coz if wishes were horses I’d be flying business class from JFK to Boston// But God saw it fit that I first learn how to walk from HK to Chelston// It’s the making of a man, learn to shuffle deck play the cards you was dealt// The finger of God drove us here,his grace all around us like a seat belt// No destination on every continent// Check your timeline posts I will be content// May not be the biggest name on the list, but if what I’m doing is saving lives then I’m blessed// I’m the type to disappoint the whole world for God to say well done son I’m impressed//

VERSE TWO Drip nice, look nice get the dudes drooling// Let the girls on the block know which chick ruling// Money queen in the byu - boss lady// Hustle hard till they call you ponda matiki/// Get a job, get a ride, get a house// Get a man, reel him in, pray he agrees to be your spouse// Chase it chase it chase it till you get it// Fake it fake it fake it till you make it// You won’t be happy but at least they’ll call you Mrs// You ain’t the only girl but you’re the one he truly misses// That’s what the girls are told, vanity of vanities// When they arrive they find different realities// Letting’ celebrities define what success is// Clear recipe for mid-life crisis// So you wana be successful in life// Tell me again what does success really look like//

VERSE THREE Drop an album with critical acclaim// Let the fans welcome it rise to digital fame// Bump heads with big names in the industry// Win awards till everybody’s packing stadiums to see me// Social media a million followers// Just one post see them comment in the thousands// Study hard show yourself approved// Get em degrees go on take 'em through the roof// Race hard to the top of the ladder// If they try to pull you down bite em off life puff adder// Rest is for the weak they said//, you will rest when you die they said// You gon’ lose your head - Miss me with that go getter philosophy// I refuse to get to the top only to lose my family// Or delegate parenting to a nanny// Should I drop my values while I’m chasing a grammy//