What It Takes

Rise to Greatness: A Tale of Ambition and Triumph
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Lyrics

Yeah, tell me what it takes to be the greatest

Expressing a desire to know the qualities required to achieve greatness.

Riding with my glock, fuck 'em all, I'm getting faded

Carrying a firearm (glock) and disregarding others while enjoying a carefree and intoxicated state.

Yeah, I need that cash, need it the fast way

Emphasizing the urgency for money and the preference for quick acquisition.

Niggas tryna take my cheese, I think it's a rat race

Perceiving life as a competitive race where others are attempting to take one's success or money.

I don't give a fuck, I'm headed to the bank

Indicating a lack of concern for others' opinions while pursuing financial goals.

My niggas like the military, pulled up in a tank

Describing associates as a disciplined force (military) arriving in a formidable vehicle (tank).

He tried to cross the gang

Referring to someone attempting to betray or oppose the group.

We made him walk the plank

Punishing the betrayer by making them metaphorically "walk the plank."

I'm with the generals, don't talk unless you got some rank

Stressing the importance of having authority or status to engage in conversation.

I had to set myself apart, I got higher standards

Highlighting a deliberate effort to distinguish oneself with higher standards.

I'm with niggas from the jungle, they ain't got no manners

Being associated with individuals from challenging backgrounds lacking proper etiquette.

She say she wanna have a family, but we not the Tanners

Rejecting the idea of starting a family, contrasting it with the Tanners, a reference to a fictional family known for their values.

All these diamonds on my neck shining like a lantern

Boasting about the luxurious display of diamonds, comparing their shine to a lantern.

They wanna know how I did it

Addressing the curiosity of others about the speaker's success and accomplishments.

Had to get up out my feelings

Emphasizing the need to overcome emotional challenges in pursuit of success.

Go get me a bag, 'cause I'm able and I'm willing

Expressing the ability and willingness to work hard and earn money.

Hit my phone, what you need?

Offering assistance and service to others in a business or transactional context.

'Cause I'm serving and I'm dealing

Continuing the theme of serving and dealing in a business or financial context.

I've been talking to the money

Highlighting a close relationship with money and its role as a reliable confidant.

It's the only thing that listen

Reiterating the unique quality of money as the only attentive entity in the speaker's life.

It's the only thing that listen

Repeating the idea that money is the sole listener in the speaker's experience.

Yeah, tell me what it takes to be the greatest

Revisiting the inquiry about the qualities required to achieve greatness.

Riding with my glock, fuck 'em all, I'm getting faded

Recalling the earlier themes of wielding a firearm and a carefree attitude towards others while being intoxicated.

Yeah, I need that cash, need it the fast way

Reiterating the urgency for money and the preference for swift acquisition.

Niggas tryna take my cheese, I think it's a rat race

Restating the perception of life as a competitive race with potential threats to one's success or wealth.

I don't give a fuck, I'm headed to the bank

Reaffirming a lack of concern for others' opinions while pursuing financial goals.

My niggas like the military, pulled up in a tank

Repeating the description of associates as a disciplined force arriving in a formidable vehicle.

He tried to cross the gang

Reiterating the encounter with someone attempting to betray or oppose the group.

We made him walk the plank

Repeating the punishment of making the betrayer metaphorically "walk the plank."

I'm with the generals, don't talk unless you got some rank

Reemphasizing the importance of having authority or status to engage in conversation.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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