Celebrate YBS Skola

[Intro]
King Midas

[Chorus]
Pass me that weed and hand me that drink, it's time to celebrate
All I'm missin' is for my dawgs that doin' time upstate
All them VV's in the AP, told her, "Go'n 'head, skate"
Come from nothin', I can't be dumb, I got a lot on my plate
I show you how to ball
Whoever thought I'd shine?
I'm walkin' 'round with racks on me every single day
I put that shit on God, I ain't lyin'

[Verse 1]
I was always out the way, we ain't have nowhere to stay
So we slept in the car, woke up, trap out the bar
Sometimes go hit the mall, but it wasn't designer then
Now I be Christian Loubs (Italian)
Buyin' whatever I want, yeah, I ain't gotta pick and choose
Smokin' the fattest of blunts, yeah, pocket stuffed with blues (Bitches)
Sad niggas said that I wouldn't be nothin', they see me and lookin' confused
They hate the fact that I'm gettin' this money, I'm winnin', they want me to lose
They sleepin', so I let 'em snooze
They sleep while I count this green
I wake up chasing my dream, I gotta get cheddar
'Member I barely could rap, I used to sing to myself like, "I gotta get better"
Soon as them M's come in, kid ain't gon' need for nothin', I'ma buy him whatever
Player, you really a Shinner, put in that grind with me, we gon' shine forever, yeah