WHAT YOU MADE ME

Yeah, yeah

What you made me
All the talkin' doesn't phase me
Same hoes that didn't give a fuck now tryna rape me
Hate me for doin' what I do, it's really crazy
The product of the hate is what you motherfuckin' made me

What you made me
All the talkin' doesn't phase me
Same hoes that didn't give a fuck now tryna rape me
Hate me for doin' what I do, it's really crazy
The product of the hate is what you motherfuckin' made me

Better keep a distance
Fuck all that you done, I promise this gon' turn out different
Jealous of the progress so they always end up wishin'
They were somehow in my shoes so that shit's turning to dissin'
I don't give a fuck about the hate, keep on goin'
Cashin' in mo' bread, just like that and you ain't know it
Said that you got love for me, but it ain't ever showin'
Said that you got love for me, but it ain't ever

I been movin', Caddy cruisin', you a student
Smokin' or we sippin', it depends on what the mood is
Shawty dancin' on me askin' how we really do this
Tip a little somethin' then ask 'em all what the move is
Provin' that there's no fuckin' way I'm ever losin'
Cruisin', to the tippy top, you play, we shootin'
You ain't really got it, who you think you really foolin'?
You ain't really got it, just admit it, bitch

What you made me
All the talkin' doesn't phase me
Same hoes that didn't give a fuck now tryna rape me
Hate me for doin' what I do, it's really crazy
The product of the hate is what you motherfuckin' made me

What you made me
All the talkin' doesn't phase me
Same hoes that didn't give a fuck now tryna rape me
Hate me for doin' what I do, it's really crazy
The product of the hate is what you motherfuckin' made me



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Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Lydon Borg Bonaci
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