Sweet Serenade (feat. Chris Brown)(lyric prod. by Anas Akhmed)
[Hook: Chris Brown] Come on let’s pop the champagne, this one’s for the life Did everything you could, be here for the night Man it feels good, everything is right Energy is strong enough to brighten to the lights My whole team winning, no reason to quit I rather say I did than let them buzzards say I didn’t Let them talk about it mang, I’m already livin I risk my life to try everyday to go and get it
[Verse 1: Pusha T] Came from the bottom, no one said it would be fair Now I’m on this money, lounging like it’s a beast chair Popa don’t preach, all we do is just reach here Raised round killers, we just happy to be here Spot em, got em, let your soul pay your dues While my hoes do they magic, voodoo Moulin Rouge That’s a tactic that they use Fuck em high, then suck em try Before you know it her cue seven is buzzing by The queen pin to the king pin redeems him The boat comes, the dope drums, my team wins Yuugh This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade
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[Verse 2: Pusha T] Supreme Ballas, all my niggas got ESPYs Triple doubles, both wrist and neck freeze, Triple doubles, two bricks and tech squeeze Triple doubles, two hoes and check please Wooo, they love me on my Rick Flair shit Wooo, in that Phantom like I’m Blair Witch Wooo, who are you to be compared with? Wooo, ain’t no niggas that you blare with Court cases ran base and road aces Lick shots or left bodies with no traces This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade
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[Verse 3: Pusha T] Look, my Ouija board don’t never lie to me The best rapper living I know who’s alive to me (yeah) The competition is all but died to me I make these motherfuckers hide from me This Sergio Tacchini life we up hold You just posing for them pics so you can upload (yeah) This the life that we made Gun shots in the dark like a sweet serenade, nigga