Made Of

Told my niggas to pray up
And keep you a weapon cus in the two seven they see what you made of
I'm not acting funny I'm tryna get money but she wanna lay up
I could really care less put an S on my chest and I still wouldn't save her
I ball like the Lakers
I done lost track of the time, so many thoughts on the back of my mind
Ima tell you how I'm coming, I don't give a fuck if you asking or not
See the love got them blind but I see the hater shit right through the vibe
Pass a bitch to my twin, only fucking with 10's, still might fuck on a nine

Walk down on a nigga only time I'm the runner up
Know we tryna slide we them guys you ain't one of us
Ion wanna waste no time, I just wanna fuck
A nigga like me gonna hold you accountable
Baby girl tryna eat me she a cannibal
I'm tryna stay on my feet like an animal
How the fuck they gone feel me I'm intangible
Use to move backwards I finally ran it up
Feel like a soldier got the chopper loaded
My drip really flowing so she got to notice
Making plays with the brodies they still having motion
Ion give a fuck about nun ima menace
Some like a dentist I might hurt ya feelings
I know she thirsty she seen what I made in a minute
But back in the day she was chillin
They can't fuck with the kid no cuisine
Pull up and pour that promethazine
Open my trunk I got felonies
She fell in love with my melodies
Strapped with the mac I got hella cheese
Run with the sack know you feel the breeze
Judge gone hit me with the first degree
Wiped that boy nose he ain't have to sneeze

Told my niggas to pray up
And keep you a weapon cus in the two seven they see what you made of
I'm not acting funny I'm tryna get money but she wanna lay up
I could really care less put an S on my chest and I still wouldn't save her
I ball like the Lakers
I done lost track of the time, so many thoughts on the back of my mind
Ima tell you how I'm coming, I don't give a fuck if you asking or not
See the love got them blind but I see the hater shit right through the vibe
Pass a bitch to my twin, only fucking with 10's, still might fuck on a nine

Won't stop until I get my cash long
I been working tryna bring them racks home
She like when I get in attack mode
When I get to the crib break her backbone
Running this money up now they cant fuck with us
Don't even try to compare
We came from nothing bruh used to eat lunchables
Now I can hire a chef
Find a nigga like me baby that's rare
She like when I choke her and pull on her hair
My life was a roller coaster fuck the fair
I was lonely wasn't nobody there
Just like an instrument they tried to play me
Ima put it in they face like its HD
I been fucking this shit up like I'm Tay Keith
And my partner got the Glock with no safety
Shit getting dangerous
Shooting like we got some aim assist
We gone shoot at his top so he can't exist
No sneak dissing we gone put a name on it
Yeah excuse my language
This that shit that come out when that pain hit
I ain't coming through unless I bring the gang in
I cant leave them hanging

Told my niggas to pray up
And keep you a weapon cus in the two seven they see what you made of
I'm not acting funny I'm tryna get money but she wanna lay up
I could really care less put an S on my chest and I still wouldn't save her
I ball like the Lakers
I done lost track of the time, so many thoughts on the back of my mind
Ima tell you how I'm coming, I don't give a fuck if you asking or not
See the love got them blind but I see the hater shit right through the vibe
Pass a bitch to my twin, only fucking with 10's, still might fuck on a nine



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Writer(s): James Johnson
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