Self Made
Lyrics
I dropped before the love
But I still feel like I ain’t gettin it
Turn a five to a dub
But I still steady be flipping it
You must got a thing for scrubs
Let me show u something differently
311 Send em to heaven i’m sending my message
I know that they got to be hearing it
I’m self made
That means that I’m self paid
Smoking on cookies that’s top of the shelf grade
Took so many L’s I don’t know if it’s healthy
All I know is I ain’t ask you to help me
I’m the king of the jack trades
I stay with the heat niggas thinking i’m hell raised
Just get to the money and stay out that jail cage
I ain’t chill for the looks nigga this is the real me
Look at me now remember niggas would think I was lame
Give a fuck if they grilled me
We wanna get rich man I’m talking bout filthy
I dap him up like you feel me
Opp block been silent I ain’t hear a peep
Get out of character put ‘em to sleep
I got a bad bitch no Mel b
Pass her the glock and I know she won’t sell me
Know it’s some secrets you probably won’t Tell me
That’s why I keep eyes in back where the shells be
She be yelling I’m like won’t you hush and listen
You with niggas who known to be steady snitching
Make it tougher these niggas ain’t competition
He was dissing I made sure I got ‘em missing
I dropped before the love
But I still feel like I ain’t gettin it
Turn a five to a dub
But I still steady be flipping it
You must got a thing for scrubs
Let me show you something differently
311 Send ‘em to heaven i’m sending my message
I know that they got to be hearing it
I’m self made
That means that I’m self paid
Smoking on cookies that’s top of the shelf grade
Took so many L’s I don’t know if it’s healthy
All I know is I ain’t ask you to help me
I’m the king of the jack trades
I stay with the heat niggas thinking i’m hell raised
Just get to the money and stay out that jail cage
I dropped before the love
But I still feel like I ain’t gettin it
Turn a five to a dub
But I still steady be flipping it
You must got a thing for scrubs
Let me show u something differently
311 Send em to heaven i’m sending my message
I know that they got to be hearing it
I’m self made
That means that I’m self paid
Smoking on cookies that’s top of the shelf grade
Took so many L’s I don’t know if it’s healthy
All I know is I ain’t ask you to help me
I’m the king of the jack trades
I stay with the heat niggas thinking i’m hell raised
Just get to the money and stay out that jail cage
I ain’t chill for the looks nigga this is the real me
Look at me now remember niggas would think I was lame
Give a fuck if they grilled me
We wanna get rich man I’m talking bout filthy
I dap him up like you feel me
Opp block been silent I ain’t hear a peep
Get out of character put ‘em to sleep
I got a bad bitch no Mel b
Pass her the glock and I know she won’t sell me
Know it’s some secrets you probably won’t Tell me
That’s why I keep eyes in back where the shells be
She be yelling I’m like won’t you hush and listen
You with niggas who known to be steady snitching
Make it tougher these niggas ain’t competition
He was dissing I made sure I got ‘em missing
I dropped before the love
But I still feel like I ain’t gettin it
Turn a five to a dub
But I still steady be flipping it
You must got a thing for scrubs
Let me show you something differently
311 Send ‘em to heaven i’m sending my message
I know that they got to be hearing it
I’m self made
That means that I’m self paid
Smoking on cookies that’s top of the shelf grade
Took so many L’s I don’t know if it’s healthy
All I know is I ain’t ask you to help me
I’m the king of the jack trades
I stay with the heat niggas thinking i’m hell raised
Just get to the money and stay out that jail cage
Writer(s): Savion Russell
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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