This Is America / Congratulations [Mixed]

[Verse 1: Childish Gambino, Young Thug, Blocboy JB & 21 Savage]
This is America
Don't catch you slippin’ now
Look how I'm livin' now
Police be trippin’ now
Yeah, this is America (Woo, ayy)
Guns in my area (Word, my area)
I got the strap

[Chorus: Post Malone & Childish Gambino]
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (This is America)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (Don't catch you slippin' now, don't catch you slippin' now)
They ain't never had the dedication (Look what I'm whippin' now)
People hatin’, say we changed and look we made it (This is America, don’t catch you slippin' now)
Yeah (Don’t catch you slippin' now), we made it (Uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 2: Post Malone]
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make cents when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes

[Chorus: Post Malone & Childish Gambino]
My mama called, seen you on TV, son (This is America, don't catch you slippin' now)
Said shit done changed evеr since we was on (Look how I’m livin' now, police bе trippin' now)
I dreamed it all ever since I was young (Yeah, this is America, guns in my area)
They said I wouldn't be nothing (I got the strap)
Now they always say, "Congratulations" (Uh, uh, uh, this is America)
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation (Uh-huh, don't catch you slippin' now, don't catch you slippin' now)
They ain't never had the dedication (Look what I'm whippin' now, this is America)
People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it (Don't catch you slippin' now, don't catch you slippin' now)
Yeah, we made it (Uh, uh, uh)