**[INTRO]** (Heavy distorted bass kicks in immediately. The sound of a trophy being placed on a glass table.) [Yeah!] [Trophy Talk!] [You know what time it is...] [If it ain't gold, I don't want it.] [Skrrt!] I don’t wait for the light to turn green. I just floor the phantom. Listen. **[VERSE 1]** Look, the **manifested destiny** is **testing my intensity**. I’m **blessed with the propensity** to **stack it for the treasury**. [Facts!] I don’t do the “maybe,” I just operate on “definitely.” **Pedigree is heavy**, I’m the **specialty in the legacy**. I’m in the lab, mixin' **magnum opus** with the **status**. **Automatic** tactics, I’m the **baddest** on the **apparatus**. [Yeah!] Boutique shopping, Balenciaga, Virgil on the stitching. I was in the kitchen, now I’m at the podium, transitioning. **Technicalities**, I’m turning **fantasies** to **salaries**. **Burnin' calories** while **flipping strategies** in **galleries**. [Whoo!] I don’t see a ceiling, all I see is gold-plated floors. Open up the doors, leave the silver for the humble chores. I’m the **manual**, the **standard**, the **commander** of the **canvas**. Keep a **pendant** on the **necklace** just to **balance** out the **madness**. [Skrrt!] **[CHORUS]** I don’t just imagine it, I’m active, **make it happen**! [Make it happen!] Status is miraculous, the cabinet is **packin'**! [Trophies!] Every single action is a fraction of the **passion**. Fashion on the podium, I’m livin' what I’m **draftin'**. [Yeah!] I don’t pray for luck, I just go and **make it happen**. Hard-hitting, gold-getting, yeah, the boy is **tappin'**— Into a different frequency, the trophy on the dash. Make it happen, make it happen, gotta get it in a flash! [Trophy Talk!] **[VERSE 2]** (Flow switches to a rapid staccato cadence) Ice. Cold. Chain. Gold. Story. Told. Never. Fold. [Never!] I’m the **architect**, **hard to check**, **guard the neck**, **earn respect**. **Disconnect** from the **incorrect**, I **perfect** the **project**. They talkin' 'bout the "grind," but they move like they're in slow-mo. I’m a global promo, rocking logos like a dojo. [Skrrt!] Patek on the wrist, that’s a **meticulous investment**. Never **second-guessin'**, I’m the **king of the assessment**. I’m **unmatched**, **unattached** to the **unrelaxed**. Got the **contracts** and the **soundtracks** with the **impacts**. [Facts!] You see the sparkle? That’s the trophy light reflecting. Every move I’m making is a vision I’m perfecting. If it’s on the list, then it’s already accomplished. Joffy in the building, I’m the king of every promise. [Yeah!] **[CHORUS]** I don’t just imagine it, I’m active, **make it happen**! [Make it happen!] Status is miraculous, the cabinet is **packin'**! [Trophies!] Every single action is a fraction of the **passion**. Fashion on the podium, I’m livin' what I’m **draftin'**. [Yeah!] I don’t pray for luck, I just go and **make it happen**. Hard-hitting, gold-getting, yeah, the boy is **tappin'**— Into a different frequency, the trophy on the dash. Make it happen, make it happen, gotta get it in a flash! **[OUTRO]** [Trophy Talk!] [We don't wish for it.] [We don't hope for it.] [We just... make it happen.] Multi-syllabic king. Check the scoreboard. The gap is too wide. [Skrrt!] (Sound of a Ferrari engine revving and fading out) [Make it happen...] [Yeah.] [Trophy.]
