Trophies Lyrics - Rise Of An Empire - Young Money

Yeah 

Had hit records on my demo 

Did y'all boys not get the memo 

I do not stay at the Intercontinental 

And anything I got is not a rental, I own that mothafucka 

Figured out this shit, it's simple 

My stock been going up like a crescendo 

A bunch of handshakes from the fakes 

But nigga I do not want to be friends though 

I told y'all mofuckers, man, this sh-t is not a love song 

This is a fuck a stripper on a mink rug song 

This a fuck them boys forever, hold a grudge song 

Pop some fucking champagne in the tub song 

Nigga "just because" song 

What's the move? 

Can I tell truth? If I was doing this for you 

Then I have nothing left to prove, nah 

This for me, though 

I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people 

And they don't have no award for that 

Trophies 

Trophies 

And they don't have no award for that 

Shit don't come with trophies, ain't no envelopes to open 

I just do it 'cause I'm 'sposed to, nigga 

Bitch I go to Dreams with a suitcase 

I got my whole country on a new wave 

She like, "I heard all your niggas stay where you stay" 

House so big I haven't seen them boys in two days 

Bitch, I use a walkie talkie just to get a beverage 

I saw my parents split up right after the wedding 

That taught my ass to stay committed, fuck a credit 

Bitch check the numbers, I'm the one who really get it 

I told y'all mo'fuckas, man, this shit is not a love song 

This a doing me and only God can judge song 

I do not know what the fuck you thought it was song 

Pop some fucking champagne in the tub song 

Nigga, "just because" song