Self Made
I say I'm self made
Self paid
Never worked a job
And see I got it off the muscle never stole never did fraud
Never hating if it's credit due then me I just applaud
Niggas hating they sit back and then they wishing that you fall
Aye
Blood sweat and tears that's the recipe
Okay you claim you at the top that mean you next to me
And see I'm tryna be the goat there ain't no less in me
I swear I've given you my all this is the best of me
I feel the faking all the snaking all the hating like they racist but see me
I just stay patient waiting tryna be the greatest
I see all the games they playin
That shit dead no time for wasting
My chill vacant I can't stay complacent tryna be the greatest
I said do this own my own
Do this by my lonely
They could have they hands out but they can't get shit from me
Oh she want some too
Skate on her just like tony
I call all the shots but these folks the ones who phony
I say blood sweat and tears
That's what it's coming with
But I'm never in danger swear my team be with the shits
I could never cool down swear to God I'm way too lit
All running to this money swear to God imma stay fit
Uh
Young nigga grinding to the top yeah my team climbing
Ice so cold change up the climate
Diamonds just like me they shining
All cross the country be sliding
I'm seeking money they hiding
I'm finna your in December it's gone be so hard to find me
You can't take it all the things that I done been through
You could never walk a mile in these shoes
See I done been through shit that people think incredible
But I'm still going to the top just like I'm destined to
That's why I keep my head high up on this pedastool
People be all up in my ear but wouldn't know what to do
If they was me, they would fold there ain't no doubt about it
I got so much up on my shoulders my back cry about it
And when I get my mom a house I bet she cry about it
And I ain't giving no more fronts cus niggas crab about it
And Then they cap about it
I put food up on your table watch I count you out
You niggas cancelled like nick cannon steady wildin out
But ain't no comebacks if I cut you can't come back around
Oaf it's only a few you can't count us out
Oaf it's only a few you can't comeback now
Self paid
Never worked a job
And see I got it off the muscle never stole never did fraud
Never hating if it's credit due then me I just applaud
Niggas hating they sit back and then they wishing that you fall
Aye
Blood sweat and tears that's the recipe
Okay you claim you at the top that mean you next to me
And see I'm tryna be the goat there ain't no less in me
I swear I've given you my all this is the best of me
I feel the faking all the snaking all the hating like they racist but see me
I just stay patient waiting tryna be the greatest
I see all the games they playin
That shit dead no time for wasting
My chill vacant I can't stay complacent tryna be the greatest
I said do this own my own
Do this by my lonely
They could have they hands out but they can't get shit from me
Oh she want some too
Skate on her just like tony
I call all the shots but these folks the ones who phony
I say blood sweat and tears
That's what it's coming with
But I'm never in danger swear my team be with the shits
I could never cool down swear to God I'm way too lit
All running to this money swear to God imma stay fit
Uh
Young nigga grinding to the top yeah my team climbing
Ice so cold change up the climate
Diamonds just like me they shining
All cross the country be sliding
I'm seeking money they hiding
I'm finna your in December it's gone be so hard to find me
You can't take it all the things that I done been through
You could never walk a mile in these shoes
See I done been through shit that people think incredible
But I'm still going to the top just like I'm destined to
That's why I keep my head high up on this pedastool
People be all up in my ear but wouldn't know what to do
If they was me, they would fold there ain't no doubt about it
I got so much up on my shoulders my back cry about it
And when I get my mom a house I bet she cry about it
And I ain't giving no more fronts cus niggas crab about it
And Then they cap about it
I put food up on your table watch I count you out
You niggas cancelled like nick cannon steady wildin out
But ain't no comebacks if I cut you can't come back around
Oaf it's only a few you can't count us out
Oaf it's only a few you can't comeback now
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Writer(s): Chandler Griffin
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