This is no longer music
It's a celebration homie
Let's make a toast
(Toast)
To the young don and to the gangstas
Until they post pone to all the hustlas
That's on the cash grind
To those we lost to war lookin' for a lifetime
I do it for the G's I do it for the streets
This one for history I'm toastin'
This to me glasses in the air
(It's a celebration baby)
Glasses in the air and this for history
True story I was born into the Lord's glory hustlin'
Of their visions to first class ported and that's accordin'
And I was corgile on my first formal
Tryin' make a mill' comin' off a four quarters
I am so Florida marlin in my own water
Swimin' wit' the sharks slaughter anything by them
Feelin' like an orphan never knew my real father
Guess that's why I'm goin' harder than my role model
Signed to the biggest label that enable Cartier
Now they payin' Hood at that to my armor model
And every Ace of Spades bottle
To the last swallow only taint forever
Trained to get the last dollar black flag scholar
Louis Vuitton don a hundred for the watch
Just waitin' for the right time
I just realized in my money state of mind
I'm on another level devils meet me in the sky
Let's make a toast
(Toast)
To the young don and to the gangstas
Until they post pone to all the hustlas
That's on the cash grind
To those we lost to war lookin' for a lifetime
I do it for the G's I do it for the streets
This one for history I'm toastin'
This to me glasses in the air
(It's a celebration baby)
Glasses in the air and this for history
I used to wake up in the mornin' yawin'
Where I wanna be people that I wanna meet
And places I've been diein' to see
No hope in sellin' coke or d**e I'm goin' back to sleep
Now lie awake with paper bags cash under feet
Throw up the W to represent my dynasty
And all honesty the prodigy see no defeat
Keep all apologies the modesty is all to me
It's ruthless mind frame is the way to be
I burn a hater blow the ashes on his daddy feet
May he be deceased lookin' 'til you see the peace
Well I could see you gettin' rich 'cause niggas envy me
It's deeper than a rap the realest sh*t a ni**a speak
Private planes take me everywhere they wish to see
And Khaled takin' me to heights they only wish to be
Flyest without a wing the American dream
It's a bird it's a plane naw it's just me
Let's make a toast
(Toast)
To the young don and to the gangstas
Until they post pone to all the hustlas
That's on the cash grind
To those we lost to war lookin' for a lifetime
I do it for the G's I do it for the streets
This one for history I'm toastin'
This to me glasses in the air
(It's a celebration baby)
Glasses in the air and this for history
Shout out to Khaled shout out to Def Jam
Shout out to We the Best
What up Diamonds and Deals shout out to A D
What up Fo' Fifth what up Kit Go
What up P Bo blood no go what up A C
I love ya Blonde D I love ya big sis
I love ya lil' sis I love ya 2Pac
And I would never stop let's toast to the top
Let's make a toast
(Toast)
To the young don and to the gangstas
Until they post pone to all the hustlas
That's on the cash grind
To those we lost to war lookin' for a lifetime
I do it for the G's I do it for the streets
This one for history I'm toastin'
This to me glasses in the air
(It's a celebration baby)
Glasses in the air and this for history
Ace Hood baby
This is no longer music
This is a celebration baby
I've been introduced to the finer things in life
Thank you Lord
Thank you Lord
Khaled I told them
Make a toast to them
Hi haters
