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Made Man

 

Made Man

(album: In My Bag - 2018)


I got pull in here
I made a promise to my team, we good this year
Niggas hate me so I try to stay away from shit
Lose your life around this bitch tryna take some shit
Fuck security, you know we got them choppers on us
I'm with my brothers and we all got them Glocks on us
I'm just a Detroit nigga with a lot of sauce
Where I'm from, them boys will knock your mama off
Get to blowing up shit, that's that Osama talk
Leave with bombaclaats, leave a hundred shells on your block
Motherfuck the opps, got another hundred for the cops
Them killers on call, strap on your ball, think she's got the drop
She staring at the watch, it blew her mind, she don't know what I got
I could've bought a yacht, but instead a nigga bought some crop
Just signed a deal, last year I made a quarter mil
Fuck how you feel, I'll leave a nigga in the field

I'ma run it up and I'ma stay humble
Whoever knew I'd be doing better than my uncles?
I ain't had nobody with me going through that struggle
Now a nigga wake up every day and bubble
Gotta dodge the ho shit, stay away from trouble
Big face forty one, doing the cupid shuffle
You ain't never show me love so you know it's fuck you
I'm a made man, I'll have them boys touch you

Mad, had to die for what
Niggas mad, had to die for what
Pick up a gun, get in the crut, you gon' ride or what?
Nigga you ain't gang gang 'cause you ain't slide with us
You on that road, why I ain't never seen you on the bus?
Why you all up in here, what you ain't eat enough?
Me and my niggas winning, y'all niggas just keeping up
All wolves around nigga, ain't no sheep with us
A nigga gotta wash his hands, he wanna eat with us
Don't talk money, every day a hundred plus
Rollie on, fully blown, all clips is cut
Get you poked in the joint, get a nigga cut
Lightning hit your block, get a nigga struck

I'ma run it up and I'ma stay humble
Whoever knew I'd be doing better than my uncles?
I ain't had nobody with me going through that struggle
Now a nigga wake up every day and bubble
Gotta dodge the ho shit, stay away from trouble
Big face forty one, doing the cupid shuffle
You ain't never show me love so you know it's fuck you
I'm a made man, I'll have them boys touch you

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