Post Malone and Quavo Lyrics

Post Malone and Quavo - Congratulations

Yeah, yeah
Yeah (hey)

My mama called, "Seen you on TV, son"
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (uh, uh, uh)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh)
They ain't never had the dedication (uh, uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it (uh, uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh, uh, uh)

They was never friendly, yeah
Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I knew I had to have it, yeah
For the money, I'm a savage, yeah
Had me itching like a habit, yeah
I'm surrounded twenty bad bitches, yeah
But they didn't know me last year, yeah
Everyone wanna act like they important (yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Everyone counting on me drop the ball, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Everything custom like I'm at the border, yeah, yeah
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make cents when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes

My mama called, "Seen you on TV, son"
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (congratulations)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (ooh)
They ain't never had the dedication (ayy, uh, uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it (uh, uh)
Yeah, we made it (uh, uh, uh, yeah)

I was patient (yeah)
Oh, I was patient (ayy, ooh)
Now I can scream that we made it (we made it)
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulation (uh)
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation (yeah)
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby (ball)
I'm looking for someone to call, baby (brrt)
But right now I got a situation (ayy)
Nothin' but old Ben, Ben Franklins (cash)
Big rings (woo), champagne (champagne)
My life is like a ball game (ball game)
But instead I'm in the trap though (trap though)
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl (Super Bowl, woo)
Super Bowl, call the hoes (brrt), get in the Rolls (skrrt)
Top floor lifestyle (top), Honcho and Post (yeah, ayy)
Malone (ayy), I got a play on my phone (ayy)
You know what I'm on (ayy)
Huncho Houdini is gone (ayy)

My mama called, "Seen you on TV, son"
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn't be nothing
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (ayy, uh, uh, uh)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (uh-huh, ooh)
They ain't never had the dedication (ayy, uh, uh)
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it (yeah)
Yeah, we made it (ayy)

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Written by:
Adam King Feeney, Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Leland Tyler Wayne, Louis Russell Bell, Quavious Keyate Marshall

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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