How I Was Made
Y'all niggas worry bout diamonds in chains
I'm worried about how much money I make
How about you go and invest in a property
I'm trying to give me a monopoly
Nigga who's stopping me
Nobody knocking me
Fuck all the policies
This is the odyssey
With no mythology
There is no comedy
Probably honestly
I am the prophecy
Mama just look what u made
I got to get it however I'm living
Mama I promise we paid
Ain't no more government aid
I got the blicky that bust and the blade
A nigga I'm never afraid
I know it's sunny they throwing in the shade
Mama I promise the day
I gotta run it u taught me to game
They feeling the pressure
I'm putting in pain and spit in them flames
Never to be tamed
All of these fans was calling me names
That nigga ugly that nigga lame
Fuck what you claim
Just stay in your place and stay in your lane
And if you don't my 40 gonna bang
And if you don't my semi gunna go
We are up in the booth it's hard as a Sauna
We smoking that marijuana
This nigga can spit but he not a llama
I getting my bag don't get in no drama
I'm trying to take a trip to the bahamas
Italian the pizza the plaza
It's the pelouzea the party the plaza
I might just might order me a lobster
Mama just look what u made
I got to get it however I'm living
Mama I promise we paid
Ain't no more government aid
I got the blicky that bust and the blade
A nigga I'm never afraid
I know it's sunny they throwing in the shade
Mama I promise the day
I'm worried about how much money I make
How about you go and invest in a property
I'm trying to give me a monopoly
Nigga who's stopping me
Nobody knocking me
Fuck all the policies
This is the odyssey
With no mythology
There is no comedy
Probably honestly
I am the prophecy
Mama just look what u made
I got to get it however I'm living
Mama I promise we paid
Ain't no more government aid
I got the blicky that bust and the blade
A nigga I'm never afraid
I know it's sunny they throwing in the shade
Mama I promise the day
I gotta run it u taught me to game
They feeling the pressure
I'm putting in pain and spit in them flames
Never to be tamed
All of these fans was calling me names
That nigga ugly that nigga lame
Fuck what you claim
Just stay in your place and stay in your lane
And if you don't my 40 gonna bang
And if you don't my semi gunna go
We are up in the booth it's hard as a Sauna
We smoking that marijuana
This nigga can spit but he not a llama
I getting my bag don't get in no drama
I'm trying to take a trip to the bahamas
Italian the pizza the plaza
It's the pelouzea the party the plaza
I might just might order me a lobster
Mama just look what u made
I got to get it however I'm living
Mama I promise we paid
Ain't no more government aid
I got the blicky that bust and the blade
A nigga I'm never afraid
I know it's sunny they throwing in the shade
Mama I promise the day
Credits
Writer(s): Cliff Taylor
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