Jay-Z; Nas Success Lyrics

Your Success took a shot at you
what are you going to do now?
how are you gonna kill it?
you gonna become unsuccessful?
Frank, you can be successful and have enemies
or;
be unsuccessful too and you can have friends

[Jay-Z:]
I got these n____s breezy, don't worry about it
Let that b____ breathe!
I used to give a f___, now I give a f___ less
What do I think of success
It sucks too much to stress
I guess I blew up quick, cause friends I grew up with
See me as a primi, but I'm not and my nut's big
I don't know what the fuss is
My career is illustrious
My rep is impeccable
I'm not to be f___ed with, with s___
Let that b____ breathe!
I'm way too important to be talking extorting
Asking me for a portion is like asking me for a coffin
Broad daylight I off ya on switch
Ya not too bright, goodnight, long kiss,
Bye-bye, my reply, blah-blah
Blast burner then pass burner, to TyTy
Finish my breakfast, why?
I got an appettite for destruction and you're a small fry
Now where was I
Let that b____ breathe!
I used to give a s___, now I don't give a s___ more
Truth be told, I had more fun when I was p___ poor
I'm p___ed off, is this what success all about
A bunch of n____s acting like b____es with big mouths
All this stress, all I got is this big house
Couple cars, I don't bring half of them s___s out
All this ace of spade I drank, just to p___ out
I mean I like the taste, could have saved myself six hours
How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu
Hold up, let me move my bowels
I'll s___ on y'all n____s, OG tell these boys

[Juan:]
Y'all ain't got s___ on my n____

[Jay-Z:]
I got watches I ain't seen in months
Apartment at the Trump I only slept in it once
n____ said Hova was over, such dummies
Even if I fell I land on a bunch of money
Y'all ain't got nothing for me
Nas, let that b____ breathe!

[Nas:]
Success, McLaren, women starin'
My villain appearance
Sacred blood of a king
In my vein ain't spillin'
Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill, Romero
Camaro driven
I climax from paper then ask why is life worth livin'
Is it the hunt for the s___ that you want
To receive is great but I l___ giving
The best jewelers want to make my things
I make Jacob s___ on Lorraine, just to make me a chain
n____s mention of one love, came home to paper in hand
Ain't got to brag about the feds young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies want to be my best friends
Best friends want to be enemies, like that's what's in
But I don't give a f___, walk inside the lion's den
Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in
Up your catalogue dog, mines worth too much
Like Mike Jack's ATV Pub, Mottola can't touch
Let this b____ breathe!

[Jay-Z & Nas:]
Let this b____ breathe!