"Trophies" lyrics
"Trophies"
Look what I have accomplished
Could've died alcoholic
But I knew God had a plan
So then I climbed out the coffin
Had no cash in my pockets
I was just Ativan poppin'
I was waiting to get famous
Or just die in the process
Look what I've accomplished
I swear to God the heights I reached is like I tied my feet to giant rockets
Bought a beat from Eminem, one hundred thousand dollars
More Billboard number ones then most these label artists
Now I made so much money It's done
Thirty Billboard number ones
Millions of views all at once
Blew up and got out the slum
I can't be stopped, I talk a lot, they all get triggered
I've been number one in rap and rock so here's two middle fingers
Independent still, ain't no record deal, opposite
I'm the one who got these labels shakin' in they offices
Ain't no jewelry still, ain't no Lambo still, walking it
I support my family, I don't blow it on some baller shit
You know at the top sometimes thoughts can get lonely
Every tear that I drop will get caught in my trophy
I am the man they try to stop me they can't
So they get mad in the stands
But on the field we the champs
And I don't need friends
I need a room full of heads
And I don't need your respect
Don't have a single regret
But I got trophies (trophies)
Look what I have been doing
You hear this beat, I produced it
You see these twenty somethin' Billboards plaques
I made all that music
You see these gold records, don't throw shade
Or act like your stupid
Their mine because I sold 250k units
Look what I can do
Monopolize the moon
Ain't no other rappers flying at the heights I flew
I am tried and true
Just like the sky is blue
My music videos been playing on the prime time news
You know I do things they never done
Radio plays my songs
Sold out a thousand clubs
Blew up retired my Mom
I can't be stopped, I talk a lot, they all get triggered
I quit vodka, pills, and pot and overdosed on middle fingers
Independent still ain't no record deal, fuck that
Say I'm going Hollywood but I still take the bus back
Ain't no roady still ain't no rolly still, fuck that
Donated one hundred racks to veterans, so suck that
You know at the top sometimes thoughts can get lonely
Every tear that I drop will get caught in my trophy
I am the man they try to stop me they can't
So they get mad in the stands
But on the field we the champs
And I don't need friends
I need a room full of heads
And I don't need your respect
Don't have a single regret
But I got trophies (trophies)
You know I did it like no one's business
I forgot more all my trophies than these bozos ever win it
So fuck the critics suckers did it
I had to build another crib for all these trophies just to fit it
Independent history is not a mystery
Look up the definition cause it is me
Until the end of time you'll always hear my name around
Like he's a legend, he's an icon, he been breaking ground
I am the man they try to stop me they can't
So they get mad in the stands
But on the field we the champs
And I don't need friends
I need a room full of heads
And I don't need your respect
Don't have a single regret
But I got trophies (trophies)
But I got trophies (trophies)
Trophies (trophies)
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- Tom MacDonald Lyrics
album:
"The Revolution" (2022)
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