[ Featuring Steven Wigginton ]
I wake up to trumpets, like I'm in an anthem
Feeling like Santa, I gift you my presence
Hop out the whip, to go get me a ten-piece
Straight out of Mickey, there's my boy Stevey
Everyday feeling like I'm in a dream he
Abandoned us both he won't get to see the
Progress we made so we get on that channel
With my boy Steven this is our anthem
Started at bottom, now we reaching stars
Dreams getting bigger, we push limits hard
Living life large and I'm playing my part
Wake up no stress, like I was from the start
I was a youngin, breaking all these hearts
Now in the whip, hear my songs on the charts
Look at my walls, see the plaques like it's art
Give my girl books, cause I like that she smart
These people so stinky, they smell like my songs
Up in my push to start, riding with dogs
Live with no doubt, leaving haters behind
Lames hit my phone up, I'm going offline
Call up the gang, meet me at about nine
A toast to success, making moves while I shine
I wake up to trumpets, like I'm in an anthem
Feeling like Santa, I gift you my presence
Hop out the whip, to go get me a ten-piece
Straight out of Mickey, there's my boy Stevey
Everyday feeling like I'm in a dream he
Abandoned us both he won't get to see the
Progress we made so we get on that channel
With our boy Brannon this is our anthem
