Congratulations (Acoustic Cover)

Key: F#David DeVaul

Chords and lyrics for Congratulations (Acoustic Cover) by David DeVaul

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My mama called,

seen you on

TV

son Said shit changed

Ever since we was on

I dreamed it all

Ever since I was young, they said I wouldn't be nothing

now they say congratulations

Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation

they ain't never had the dedication

People hatin', say we changed

and

Look we made it

yeah, we made it

VERSE

They was never friendly,

yeah Now

I'm jumping out the Bentley,

yeah

And I know sound dramatic,

yeah

But I knew I had to have

it, yeah

For the money I'm a savage,

yeah Got me itching like a yeah I'm surrounded twenty bad bitch, yeah but

They didn't know me last

year, yeah,

Everyone wanna act like they important,

(Yeah-yeah-yeah,

But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough,

yeah, yeah

Everyone counting on me, drop the ball,

(Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

Everything custom

like

I'm at the border,

yeah, yeah,

If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky

How could I make sense when I got millions on my mind?

Coming with that ball and I just leave it all aside

Ballin' like a baby, see it in my eyes

CHORUS

My mama called,

seen you on

TV,

son said shit done changed

Ever since we was on,

I dreamed it all

Ever since I was young, they said I wouldn't be nothing

now they always say congratulations

Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation

they ain't never had the dedication

People hatin', say we changed,

and look we made it

yeah, we made it

VERSE

Yeah, I know I sound dramatic,

Yeah, But

I

knew I go,

they say, they say, they say, they say, they say, congratulations.

I pick up the rock and the ball, baby.

I'm

Looking for the baby.

But right now, I got a situation.

Never old

been

Ben Franklins

big rings, champagne.

My life is like a ball game.

But instead, I'm in the trap

Pot so big,

call it

Super Bowl.

Super Bowl, call hoes, get in the Rolls

Top floor lifestyle.

Honcho and Post

Malone, I got a play on my phone

ay

You know what

I'm on,

ay

Huncho Houdini is gone

CHORUS

My mama called,

seen you on

TV,

son Said shit done changed, ever since we was on I dreamed it all

Ever since I was,

they say, they say, they say, they say

If you mess with it, put your lighters to the sky

How could I make sense when I got millions on my my mind?

Coming with that bullshit, I just put

it

Balling since a baby, you see it in my eyes

CHORUS

My mama called,

seen you on

TV,

son said shit done changed

Ever since we was on

I dreamed it all

Ever since I was young they said I wouldn't be nothing

now they always say congratulations

Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation

they ain't never had the dedication

People hatin', say we changed,

and look we made it

yeah we made it

Oh yeah we made it

Mm-hmm

Oh, can we make it?

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Congratulations (Acoustic Cover) chords by David DeVaul