[Verse 1: PHZ-Sicks]
Failure is my ex, Success in my next
This relationship here is so complex
I go all out for you, cause I know you're worth it
My time and my commitment, baby you earned it
Time to transform now, let's Mighty Morph it
You bring out the best in me, strive to be perfect
Each day's a lesson and I'm gonna learn it
So when the test comes, my score's gonna be perfect
Already at a hundred, No need to curve it
Treat it like Rick Ross, time to enforce it
Had to make sure that my rap style was polished
In order to be the Big Boss, Metal Gear Solid
Take the Cakewalk without Reason or Logic
Countdown has just begun, time for me rock it
Success kick down the door, no need to knock it
It's Tabi Bonney time, so Put It In My Pocket
Uh, let's go for a ride
On this Fantastic Voyage, just slide
In this life, it's either do or die
I tried shooting for the stars and ended up committing suicide
Uh, I'm in the muthafucking zone
The beauty of these rhymes are skin deep but ugly to the bone
I just raised the people's interest
Cause they're surprised at what I'm doing now and fearing what I do next
[Hook: Scolla]
Look's like I'm gonna reach my dream
But everything isn't what it seems
But life is what you make it (make it)
And I'm go getter
So you put in my life and I'mma take it (oh oh oh)
So, put your hands in the sky
Wave at success and say "Hi"
Then go ahead and tell failure "Good bye"
Cause right now, now we're so high
We are so
[Verse 2: PHZ-Sicks]
Hi, ladies tell me how you doing
I'm really appreciating all your movements
And, I'm not talking bout your body work
But more specifically your body of work
You got to work twice as hard just to show your worth
It's get so bad that it makes you wanna give up
But only give up the idea of losing
You're almost at your destination, baby, keep moving
And there is nothing sexier
Than when you're crossing that graduation stage for your paper
And God gave so much strength to the single mothers
Damn! Success is looking going on ya
You got to love a woman with goals
If you have some, we can kick it like Ronaldo
This is for the oo-oops, to the mothers, to the A-Listers
To the do-it-all, get it all, beautiful, sisters
[Hook]
[Verse 3: PHZ-Sicks]
Uh, it's time for to go for mine
And hope things even out like John Legend's hairline
But in the spare time, this what I'll do
Invent a new level of spitting called Hock Two
Aren't you, the kid that be killing it
Indeed, you can call me PHZ-Sicks
Godspeed, is my only limit
So if I don't have it now, in due time, I'll get it
No stopping, there's no detours
This music to me is more than the rewards
But I'm awarded, with your gratitude
Humble by your response so fuck the attitude
If you don't think, I'll ever cherish it
You can go stab that thought and then bury it
Never bothers me when these niggas hating me
Cause it's like it's great sex, they're just bringing out the best in me, me