Trophies

(Verse 1)
I just posted half a million on my close friends
Lani hit me told me take it down it be ya close friends
I promise he gon have to take me before that safe opens
My daughter might be fatherless
But it’s jets over oceans for life
I’m test driving porches
911s enticing
I’m in da Bentley swerving
Wit a suspended license
Da police pulled me over
I was ready to go in
He saw the registration matched and said young nigga keep going
My girl done caught me cheating
I still could feel the tension
Between the condo and benzes
I made her too dependent
I know da trust is broken
Hate how I made her feel
But I’m just young rich and naive so I don’t feel no guilt
I hated solitude
So I stayed wit da clique
We got matching tats
But wanted different shit
They said it’s lonely at the top it’s finally making since
TAZ stabbed me in the back ain’t heard from nigga since

(Chorus)
Shit was heavy on my heart
So I wrote about it
Niggas switched up on me
Aint no way to go around it
Did I almost give up on myself
Theres no doubt about it
But I came for them trophies dawg
and I aint going home without em

(Verse 2)
I ordered 20 DOM P's just to celebrate
My dawg said he couldn’t he had to go serve a plate
So it’s just me wit 20 bitches , who got skinny waistes
Moments I foreseen wit my niggas
Ain’t even get to face
We used to huddle up outside da club
Who got the plug
The bouncers like slide me a dub but we ain’t had a dub
The drive home we would just talk bout how it’s gon be like
Now I’m here but this is not what I’ pictured it like
Ain’t no club LIV sundays
They got a wife at home
Or they got work in the morning
I’m on these flights alone
I’m at Komodo wit a new bitch every dinner time
I look around and it’s only me at the finish line
I could’ve settled down fuck it and made it a house a home
I seen too many niggas wit Rolls
To drive a new Toyo
I been toasting to the future though
Gotta do it big don’t get to do this over

(Chorus)