Żabson & Young Igi - Buty Na Rzepy

[Refrain: Young Igi, Żabson]
Today my homie and I are celebrating success
I used to barely make ends meet
Now I wear Velcro shoes
I rock with a gold sack, that's why my back hurts
But if you wanna look me in the eye
I'm the homie I used to be
Today my homie and I are celebrating success
I used to barely make ends meet
Now I wear Velcro shoes
I rock with a gold sack, that's why my back hurts
But if you wanna look me in the eye
I'm the same guy I used to be

[Stanza 1: Young Igi, Żabson]
Only with a high account, that's what makes me a scandal
My Tuesday could be your Friday
I don't count the days, cause it's the other numbers that count
I'm looking at the bigger picture because
The word "problem" has changed its meaning, because I have other problems
I used to have a checkered life like Burberry, now all the cameras are on me
I'm smoking 4, 2, yeah, I'm throwing these bags off the stage
I look in front of the maypole, when on, at these people far away in the crowd
More stars than Michelin, squad, I made my money on the com
I made more money on the mixtape than the album
Thank you!
[Refrain: Young Igi, Żabson]
Today my homie and I are celebrating success
I used to barely make ends meet
Now I wear Velcro shoes
I'm rockin' a golden sack, that's why my back hurts
But if you wanna look me in the eye
I'm the homie I used to be
Today my homie and I are celebrating success
I used to barely make ends meet
Now I wear Velcro shoes
I rock with a gold sack, that's why my back hurts
But if you wanna look me in the eye
I'm the same guy I used to be

[Stanza 2: Young Igi, Żabson]
On my hands with the Golden Roller, eh
On my hands with the Royal Oak, eh
Money is Tik Tok, eh
I'm going in with a dance move, eh
Mordo this falling drip is a cold bath for them
I'm fulfilling my dreams not sitting in front of this block
I'm bathing in my own sauce
I'm dicing it while it's hot, call me Hephaestus
What do you know about work? What do you know about the seventh sweat?
What do you know? This trap's got my head all fucked up
When I think of it, it makes me shiver again
I've shed a ton of tears chasing happiness
That's why I'm only doing a party tonight, mama
And this is happiness, time to celebrate!
[Refrain: Young Igi, Żabson]
Today my homie and I are celebrating success
I used to barely make ends meet
Now I wear Velcro shoes
I rock with a gold sack, that's why my back hurts
But if you wanna look me in the eye
I'm the homie I used to be
Today my homie and I are celebrating success
I used to barely make ends meet
Now I wear Velcro shoes
I rock with a gold sack, that's why my back hurts
But if you wanna look me in the eye
I'm the homie I used to be