Lyrics Success - Jay-Z feat. Nas
"Your
success
took
a
shot
at
you,
what
are
you
going
to
do
now?
How
are
you
gonna
kill
it?
You′re
gonna
become
unsuccessful?
Frank,
you
can
be
successful
and
have
enemies,
uh?
Be
unsuccessful
too,
and
even
have
friends"
I
got
these
niggas,
Breezy,
don't
worry
about
it
Let
that
bitch
breathe!
I
used
to
give
a
fuck,
now
I
give
a
fuck
less
What
do
I
think
of
success?
It
sucks,
too
much
stress
I
guess
I
blew
up
quick
′Cause
friends
I
grew
up
with
See
me
as
a
premie,
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
fucked
with,
with
Shit,
let
that
bitch
breathe!
I′m
way
too
important
to
be
talking
about
extorting
Asking
me
for
a
portion's
like
asking
for
a
coffin
Broad
daylight
I′ll
off
your
on-switch
You're
not
too
bright,
goodnight,
long
kiss
Bye
bye,
my
reply,
"Blah,
blah"
Blast
burner,
then
pass
burner
to
Ty-Ty
Finish
my
breakfast,
why?
I
got
an
appetite
for
destruction
and
you′re
a
small
fry
Now
where
was
I?
Let
that
bitch
breathe!
I
used
to
give
a
shit,
now
I
don't
give
a
shit
more
Truth
be
told,
I
had
more
fun
when
I
was
piss-poor
I′m
pissed
off,
and
this
what
success
is
all
about?
A
bunch
of
niggas
acting
like
bitches
with
big
mouths
All
this
stress,
all
I
got
is
this
big
house
Couple
of
cars,
I
don't
bring
half
of
them
shits
out
All
of
this
Ace
of
Spade
I
drink
just
to
piss
out
I
mean,
I
like
the
taste,
could've
saved
myself
six
hours
How
many
times
can
I
go
to
Mr.
Chow′s,
Tao′s,
Nobu?
Hold
up,
let
me
move
my
bowels
I'll
shit
on
y′all
niggas,
OG,
tell
these
boys
(Y'all
ain′t
got
shit
on
my
nigga,
aoww!)
I
got
watches
I
ain't
seen
in
months
Apartment
at
the
Trump
I
only
slept
in
once
Niggas
said
Hova
was
over,
such
dummies
Even
if
I
fell,
I′ll
land
on
a
bunch
of
money
Y'all
ain't
got
nothing
for
me
Nas,
let
that
bitch
breathe!
Success,
McLaren,
women
staring
My
villain
appearance
Sacred
blood
of
a
king
and
my
vein
ain′t
spilling
Ghetto
Othello,
Sugar
Hill
Romello
Camaro
driven,
I
climax
from
paper
Then
ask,
"Why
is
life
worth
living?"
Is
it
to
hunt
for
the
shit
that
you
want?
To
receive′s
great,
but
I
lust
giving
The
best
jewelers
wanna
make
my
things
I
make
Jacob
shit
on
Lorraine
just
to
make
me
a
chain
Niggas
mentioned
on
One
Love
Came
home
to
the
paper
in
hand
Ain't
gotta
brag
about
the
Feds,
young
man
Old
cribs
I
sold,
y′all
drive
by
like
monuments
Google
Earth
Nas;
I
got
flats
in
other
continents
Worst
enemies
wanna
be
my
best
friends
Best
friends
wanna
be
enemies
like
that's
what′s
in
But
I
don't
give
a
fuck,
walk
inside
the
lion′s
den
Take
everybody's
chips,
'bout
to
cash
them
in
Up
your
catalog,
dog,
mine′s
worth
too
much
Like
Mike
Jacks
ATV
pub,
Mottola
can′t
touch
Let
this
bitch
breathe!
(Ha-heh)
Let
this
bitch
breathe!
1 Success
2 Ignorant Sh*t
3 Intro
4 Success
5 Say Hello
6 Party Life
7 Sweet
8 No Hook
9 Fallin'
10 I Know
11 Hello Brooklyn 2.0
12 American Dreamin'
13 Intro
14 American Gangster
15 Ignorant Sh*t
16 Hello Brooklyn 2.0
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