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Self Made

 

Self Made

(альбом: Be Right Back - 2021)


They say I've got this, I say I had this
I just spin in the background like I'm ad-libs
Got a clean heart but I'm keeping up with badness
Find out where a nigga's mum lives and do a madness
Niggas know I've got this, I ain't even gotta brandish
Everybody's tryna draw me out like a canvas
I'm just tryna get my bread together like a sandwich
If you ain't talking money I don't understand your language
I'm in Hakkasan and I'm ordering the lamb dish
I'm in Hakkasan, on a table by the entrance
And if I see my enemy I'm gonna catch a sentence
It's big boogers in my pendant, you feel me?
You want this off my neck then you're gonna have to kill me
I hopped out the coupe looking wealthy
I'm looking so fly that I had to take a selfie
I make moves, tryna keep my money healthy
I'm self made, didn't have no one to help me

I tell 'em "Own your own shit, don't play yourself"
Cah nobody gonna pay you like you pay yourself
Make sure you pay the help, bricks, they won't weigh themselves
Patterned out my first and I can't explain the way it felt
I tell 'em "Own your own shit, don't play yourself"
Cah nobody gonna pay you like you pay yourself
Make sure you pay the help, bricks, they won't weigh themselves
Patterned out my first and I can't explain the way it felt

Half a milli for a rainy day
They say twenty, thirty rounds, man that's a rainy day
Won't come around here, they'll take their chain away
Louis V mixed with Saint Laurent, it takes the pain away
Misfortunes made a nigga miss fortunes
Get it back, racketeering, extortions
I'm feeling like the game ain't what it used to be
I might cop that bitch a Rollie if she's true to me
I just bought myself a house, I was bored in the drought
If these niggas capping I'm calling 'em out
Cause I ain't been about, they've been ruling 'em out
Or get yourself hurt cah you're all for the clout

I tell 'em "Own your own shit, don't play yourself"
Cah nobody gonna pay you like you pay yourself
Make sure you pay the help, bricks, they won't weigh themselves
Patterned out my first and I can't explain the way it felt
I tell 'em "Own your own shit, don't play yourself"
Cah nobody gonna pay you like you pay yourself
Make sure you pay the help, bricks, they won't weigh themselves
Patterned out my first and I can't explain the way it felt

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