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Congratulations
by Post Malone

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
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

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
Got me itching like a habit, yeah
I'm surrounded twenty bad bitch, 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 dog
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Everyone counting on me drop the ball
(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 sense 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
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

I was patient, yeah-oh
I was patient, ay-oh
Now I can scream that we made it
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulations
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby
I'm looking for someone to call, baby
But right now I got a situation
Never old, been Ben Franklins
Big rings, champagne
My life is like a ball game
But instead I'm in the trap, though
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl
Super Bowl, call the hoes, get in the Rolls
Top floor lifestyle, Honcho and Post
Malone, I got a play on my phone, ay
You know what I'm on, ay
Huncho Houdini is gone, ay

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
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain't never had the dedication
People hatin', say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Adam King Feeney, Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Leland Tyler Wayne, Louis Russell Bell, Quavious Keyate Marshall

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Comments from YouTube:

Robert Sanderson

why this man look rich and homeless at the same time

tu jefote El benja

No entiendo mi mierda soy de chilw

6079SW

LMAO you hit the nail on the head. Comedian Patrice O'neal said rich white people love looking homeless

AvriPlays

That his style

Marry elisabeth Mcclellan

That's his sauce bruh!!! I love it....love you posty..I'm holding out until I find a man just like you. Xoxo

Phanthavy Eng

Ikr

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Francine Rose Chan

One day, I'll come back searching for this song and play it while sitting on a fancy chair with a champagne on my hand in a big mansion.

Edit: I was actually just kidding about this post I still listen to it. I just wanna see how many shitty people are there to bring down someone with their shared opinions/dreams. Turns out there's A LOT. For those people who cheers for others with mindset of wanting to improve in life.. keep it up society needs more peeps like y'all.

sub-to-Brandonormous

Not with that profile pic you aint

Aiden Bell

Don’t give up I believes in you

Pranav Chawla

More power to you bro♥️ gbu

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