I Made It

Told you, Miss Carter, here we are

Mama, I made it

Know how I do it, like the doc do it, I fly through it

That's how I operate, mama, I made it

Yellow like the grease when you gettin' your hair braided

Sweeter than your sister Kool-Aid is

Hooray, it's the underdog

Now my feet on the desk, I'm the presidential favorite

Can't believe I got away with it

My earliest stages to being on stages

Having my way with the world, congratulations

Your baby boy's a made man

I'ma hold the fam down least three generations

I'm talking when spaceships are around

And your great, great grands reminiscing 'bout the foundation you gave 'em

Repair my relationship with my pops before he passed

All I ask is you raise your glass in this celebration

Toast to the most beautiful girl in the world

My inspiration, thanks for the information

Mama, I made it

Mama, I made it

Out in BK where

It ain't everyday that you make it out

Be on top of yachts, wavin'

I remember you savin' for the light bill

Paid the rent with the light bill

Now our crib dark as a basement

Had to lock up the phone when you wasn't home

We was communicating like the money you made wasn't basic

Our cable was basic, no HBO

WHT, just Ralph McDaniels on the station

I aggravated you for Atari and ColecoVision

Pinstripe Lee's when the first day of school came in

I was okay with not havin' everything

Long as Saturdays you had the Commodores playin'

The expression on your face was priceless

Still with me to this day, baby girl, I won't erase it

I go to my grave with the memory of the sacrifice you made

You deserve a standing ovation

Mama, I made it

Mama, I made it

Mama, I made it

Now your lil' misfit make sure every day is Christmas

Write out your wish list

Sixes, wrist is glistening, you don't even like jewels

But you could get missin' anywhere you like to

Where the water's light blue

Anything you order, sign it to your nice room

Leave an extra tip, Ma, be extra nice to 'em

CEO of Carter Foundation, wow

I know Pop lookin' down

I know Colleek somewhere up in the clouds like

Go get 'em Grandma, make me proud

Didn't have a man in the house so you made one

So I act like your husband and I'm only your son

I told you one day I'd get you a home

I didn't know it could possibly be in Rome

Told me don't wait on nobody, get your own

So with me, myself, and my microphone, I made it

Mama, I made it

Mama, I made it