Текст песни Make It Far - Ernie feat. Eugene
Eugene,
could
you
pass
the
champagne
please?
I
really
need
to
make
a
toast
To
the
nay
sayers,
yeah
See,
I
never
thought
I'd
make
it
this
far
I
used
to
take
the
bus
but
now
I
drive
my
own
car
Lambo,
shooting
haters
like
I'm
Rambo
And
I'm
running
out
of
ammo
Started
off
small
like
the
Nano
Now
I'm
on
the
beach
with
some
bitties
in
my
sandals
Getting
tan
though,
drinking
out
the
handle
Haters
can't
see
me
cause
I
blend
in
with
the
camo
Staying
so
lit
like
a
candle
And
these
bitches
ain't
nothing
that
I
can't
handle
In
a
manshion,
pretty
girls
dancing
Murdering
the
beat
like
my
name
was
Charles
Manson
Bulge
in
my
pants
expanding,
damn
it
Cameras
all
on
me
but
I'm
tryna
keep
it
candid
Light
skin
reaction,
I'm
back
into
rapping
Cleaning
up
haters
with
my
motherfucking
napkin
You're
slacking,
your
whole
entire
team
is
just
acting
I'm
packing,
you
don't
want
to
fuck
with
the
captain
Well
I
made
it
happen,
you
said
that
I
wouldn't
Entered
the
game
when
you
said
that
I
couldn't
I
knew
that
I
could
but
you
didn't
believe
Now
all
these
rappers
are
stealing
my
steeze
I'm
coming
in
hard
while
you're
mowing
my
yard
I
got
a
couple
mates
now
I'm
going
real
far
I
bought
a
new
car,
a
house,
and
a
boat
You
couldn't
buy
my
universal
remote
Your
crossing
the
mote
and
I
hope
that
you
fall
Alligators,
water
dragons,
and
all
I'm
making
a
hall,
headed
up
to
the
top
This
game
is
in
need
of
a
king
with
the
guap
Benjamins
coming
in,
they
never
stop
Breaking
the
rules,
run
away
from
the
cops
Never
been
caught
cause
I
lace
up
my
shoes
They
told
me
to
freeze
but
that's
not
what
I
do
Running
away
with
a
bottle
of
booze
[?]
they
hadn't
a
clue
I
took
a
deep
and
at
that
point
I
knew
The
life
of
a
rapper's
the
life
that
I
choose
See
me
around,
I'm
rocking
the
crown
Everyone
knows
I'm
the
king
of
the
town
Come
and
get
down,
they
call
me
"Your
highness"
Ladies
around
me
but
only
the
finest
Not
even
trying,
they
say
I'm
the
best
Blessings
on
blessings
on
blessings,
I'm
blessed
Tuck
in
my
shirt
every
time
I
get
dressed
Cold
on
the
track
like
the
Polar
Express
Lyrically
we're
the
best
team
in
the
game
Copping
these
bottles
and
popping
champagne
Rocking
these
chains,
flying
to
Spain
Spitting
the
fire,
that
Flocka,
that
flame
Ahead
of
the
game
while
you're
stuck
in
reverse
Froze
up
on
the
track,
you
forgot
to
rehearse
Couldn't
be
worse,
now
you
are
finished
(How
much
money
do
you
make?)
It's
none
of
your
business
I
make
a
lot
and
these
haters
are
jealous
Stacking
this
paper,
no
need
to
embelish
I
am
rebelous,
do
what
I
want
Jumping
through
fire
and
pulling
these
stunts
Living
my
life
and
I
don't
need
permission
Making
this
music
just
so
you
could
listen
Bought
a
new
house,
a
boat,
and
a
car
And
you
told
me
I
couldn't
make
it
this
far
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