Made For This
Light myself a dubby
Then distance myself a bit
I realise a lot
That a nigga got dreams
I'm on a grind
I'm just tryna get rich
I need enough money
To feed all my street niggas
Made mama a promise
Imma bring the dream home
Turn the tables
Live life like the gods
In the palace of rome
I'm here for the throne
I bet the crown fit me right
I think I'm made for these shit
Since I'm convinced
Among these local rappers
I'm the one supreme
I gotta make my dreams
Come true
I've been making wishes
And praying
Until I figure that
They do not matter
I gotta put in a lotta work
I want doubled seven digits
On my net-worth
Incase you missed it
I repeat I said
I want doubled seven digits
On my net-worth
This is ludicrous
Yea I know right
Yeah
I wanna be the richest uncle
My family ever had
The bitch I fuck with
Comes with a lotta brags
I'm on a serious grind
I ain't do shit for clout
I mean the nigga got pride
The money routine
I gotta be part of that line
Still running on deadlines
Headed straight
For the Headlines
Stereotyping on me
Amend is a prototype
Oh God
I wanna be considered
As a Gold
Light myself a dubby
Then distance myself a bit
I realise a lot
That a nigga got dreams
I'm on a grind
I'm just tryna get rich
I need enough money
To feed all my street niggas
Made mama a promise
Imma bring the dream home
Turn the tables
Live life like the gods
In the palace of rome
I'm here for the throne
I bet the crown fit me right
I think I'm made for these shit
Then distance myself a bit
I realise a lot
That a nigga got dreams
I'm on a grind
I'm just tryna get rich
I need enough money
To feed all my street niggas
Made mama a promise
Imma bring the dream home
Turn the tables
Live life like the gods
In the palace of rome
I'm here for the throne
I bet the crown fit me right
I think I'm made for these shit
Since I'm convinced
Among these local rappers
I'm the one supreme
I gotta make my dreams
Come true
I've been making wishes
And praying
Until I figure that
They do not matter
I gotta put in a lotta work
I want doubled seven digits
On my net-worth
Incase you missed it
I repeat I said
I want doubled seven digits
On my net-worth
This is ludicrous
Yea I know right
Yeah
I wanna be the richest uncle
My family ever had
The bitch I fuck with
Comes with a lotta brags
I'm on a serious grind
I ain't do shit for clout
I mean the nigga got pride
The money routine
I gotta be part of that line
Still running on deadlines
Headed straight
For the Headlines
Stereotyping on me
Amend is a prototype
Oh God
I wanna be considered
As a Gold
Light myself a dubby
Then distance myself a bit
I realise a lot
That a nigga got dreams
I'm on a grind
I'm just tryna get rich
I need enough money
To feed all my street niggas
Made mama a promise
Imma bring the dream home
Turn the tables
Live life like the gods
In the palace of rome
I'm here for the throne
I bet the crown fit me right
I think I'm made for these shit
Credits
Writer(s): Mcebo Simelane
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