I Made It Lyrics

I told you Ms. Carter
Here we are

Mama I made it

You know how I do it
Like the top do it
I fly through it
That′s how I operate
Mama I made it

Ghetto like the grease when you gettin' your hair braided
Sweeter than your sister Kool-Aid is
Hooray, it′s the underdog
Now my feet under desk

I'm the president you favored
Can't believe I got away with
My earliest stages
To being on stages
Having my way with
The world at your nations
Your baby boy′s a made man

I′ma hold the fam down
It's three generations
I′m talking with spaceships
I brown and your great great grands
Reminiscing 'bout the foundation you gave
While comparing my relationship with my pops
Before he passed
All I ask is you raise your glass in this celebration

Toast to the most beautiful girl in the world
My inspiration

Thanks for the information

Mama I made it
Mama I made it

I don′t be came with

It ain't every day that you make it out
Be on top of yachts waving
I remember you saving
For the light bill

Paid the rent with the light bill
And now I′m primped off in the basement
Had to lock up the phone
When you wasn't home
We was communicating
Like the money you made wasn't basic
Our cable was basic
No HBO, WHT

Just Ralph McDaniels on the station
I aggravated you for Atari and ColecoVision
Pinstripe Lees when the first day of school came in
I was okay with

Not having everything
Long as Saturdays you had the Commodores playing
The expression on your face was

Priceless still with me to this day
Baby girl I won′t erase it
I go to my grave with
The memory of the sacrifice you made

You deserve a standing ovation

Mama I made it
Mama I made it
Mama I made it

Now you little misfit

Make sure every day is Christmas
Write out your wish list
Sixes, wrists is glistening
You don′t even like jewels
But you could get missing
Anywhere you like to
Where the water's light blue
Anything you order
Sign it to your nice room
Leave an extra tip ma

Be extra nice to ′em

CEO of Carter Foundation
Wow
I know pop looking down
I know Khalid somewhere up in the clouds
Like "Go get 'em grandma, make me proud"

Didn′t have a man in the house so you made one
So I act like your husband and I'm only your son
I told you one day I′d get you a home
I didn't know it could possibly be in Rome
Told me don't wait on nobody, get your own
So with me, myself and my microphone

I made it
Mama I made it
Mama I made it