Success
Jay-Z & K-Def Lyrics

I got these niggas breezy, don't worry about it
I have control over these people, so don't worry about them

Let that bitch breathe!
Give me room to maneuver and do my thing

I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less
I used to care a lot, but now I care much less

What do I think of success
What is my opinion of achievement

It sucks too much to stress
Success is stressful and not worth the hassle

I guess I blew up quick, cause friends I grew up with
My rise to fame was sudden, so my childhood friends still see me as the same person

See me as a primi, but I'm not and my nut's big
Others view me as a rookie or amateur, but that's not true and I have a lot of influence

I don't know what the fuss is
I don't understand why there is so much commotion or drama

My career is illustrious
My professional journey is admirable and impressive

My rep is impeccable
My reputation is perfect and flawless

I'm not to be fucked with, with shit
Don't mess with me or underestimate me

I'm way too important to be talking extorting
I'm too significant to be discussing or engaging in extortion

Asking me for a portion is like asking me for a coffin
Requesting a share of my wealth would be like asking for death

Broad daylight I off ya on switch
I have the ability to kill someone in broad daylight without hesitation

Ya not too bright, goodnight, long kiss,
You're not very smart, so goodbye with a kiss

Bye-bye, my reply, blah-blah
Goodbye, I don't have any more to say on the matter

Blast burner then pass burner, to TyTy
Shoot someone with a gun and then pass it on to TyTy

Finish my breakfast, why?
Why should I care about anything else when I'm enjoying my meal

I got an appetite for destruction and you're a small fry
I have a desire to destroy and you're not a significant enough target

All this stress, all I got is this big house
Despite my success, I'm still stressed and the only thing I have to show for it is a large home

Couple cars, I don't bring half of them shits out
I have several cars, but I don't use most of them

All this ace of spade I drank, just to piss out
I drank expensive alcohol just to urinate it out

I mean I like the taste, could have saved myself six hours
I enjoyed the taste, but it wasn't worth the time or money spent

How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu
How many times can I dine at these expensive restaurants

Hold up, let me move my bowels
Wait a moment, I need to use the restroom

I'll shit on y'all niggas, OG tell these boys
I will dominate and overpower you all, tell others to beware

Y'all ain't got shit on my nigga
You all don't have anything on my friend

I got watches I ain't seen in months
I have expensive watches that I haven't worn in months

Apartment at the Trump I only slept in it once
I own a Trump apartment, but I've only stayed in it once

Nigga said Hova was over, such dummies
Someone said I was washed up, but they were foolish to believe that

Even if I fell I land on a bunch of money
Even if I fail, I have plenty of money to support me

Y'all ain't got nothing for me
You don't have anything that can benefit me

Nas, let that bitch breathe!
Nas, give me space and let me do my thing

Success, McLaren, women starin'
Achievement means having luxury cars and attracting women

My villain appearance
I have a menacing appearance or persona

Sacred blood of a king
I come from noble lineage or have royal blood

In my vein ain't spillin'
I'm not revealing or sharing my secrets

Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill, Romero
I'm like a street version of Shakespeare's Othello, with references to Sugar Hill and Romero

Camaro driven
I drive a Camaro car

I climax from paper then ask why is life worth livin'
I derive a lot of pleasure from money, but still question the meaning of life

Is it the hunt for the shit that you want
Is it the pursuit of what you desire

To receive is great but I lust giving
It's great to receive things, but I get more pleasure from giving

The best jewelers want to make my things
The most prominent jewelers want to create my accessories

I make Jacob shit on Lorraine, just to make me a chain
I demand such high quality jewelry that top jewelers are willing to compete with each other to create it for me

Niggas mention of one love, came home to paper in hand
People talk of unity and love, but I come home to a lot of money

Ain't got to brag about the feds young man
I don't have to boast about being investigated by the feds

Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
I sold my old homes and now they are landmarks that people admire as they pass by

Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents
Search for me on Google Earth and you'll see that I own multiple properties across different continents

Worst enemies want to be my best friends
Even my biggest foes want to become close allies

Best friends want to be enemies, like that's what's in
Even my closest friends turn against me for the sake of being popular or trendy

But I don't give a fuck, walk inside the lion's den
I don't care about the risks, I have the courage to enter dangerous situations

Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in
I'm about to take everyone's money and use it to my advantage

Up your catalogue dog, mines worth too much
Improve your music and lyrics, but my work is already highly valuable

Like Mike Jack's ATV Pub, Mottola can't touch
Similar to Michael Jackson's ownership of ATV Publishing, Mottola can't compete or interfere

Let this bitch breathe!
Give me space and let me do my thing