Made Me

Yeah I gotta' let that beat build

I had to get it on my own, can't no nigga say they made me
You won't catch E Dub up on the scene unless they paid me
Married to the money, swear to God that shit my baby
Same niggas around, they been around, this shit the same me
Which one you want, which one you work, it's going down
Bitch I'm a boss, I paid the costs in large amounts
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you say, I want it now
Got three accounts so imma always make it count

Get the check and bounce
Imma chase the paper baby, I can't even lounge
Got it off the muscle, had to dig it out the ground
Knew that I'd be rich before I even made a sound, Yeah Yeah
Dub gone stand on business, I'm like Yeah Yeah
Stay focused on your mission on the way there
Know they can't fuck wit' you and it ain't fair
5% tint on the whip but my vision clear
Up all night, 5 in the morning I'm handling business
Really efficient, I know you niggas in trouble, I'm feeling like Gil' on the Wizards
When you be touching a bag, them niggas gone look at you different
I went from rocking some Vans to Alexander and Christian

I had to get it on my own, can't no nigga say they made me
You won't catch E Dub up on the scene unless they paid me
Married to the money, swear to God that shit my baby
Same niggas around, they been around, this shit the same me
Which one you want, which one you work, it's going down
Bitch I'm a boss, I paid the costs in large amounts
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you say, I want it now
Got three accounts so imma always make it count

Yeah, niggas pillow talking, we don't do the word of mouth
I'm the hottest in my city, if I ain't then point em' out
I been making plays like Belichick, I made a route
If we talking bout' a bag the only time I'm out the house
If it's money to be made, I'm moving round like fuck a drought
If it ain't about the music, I won't post like fuck a clout
Pitching flavor like the MLB, they put me on the mound
When I'm checking my account the only time I'm looking down
You better believe me
Get in the stu' and I make it look easy
She hear my verse, she wanted to eat me
I told her hunnids' is how you can please
I know these bitches is trynna deceive me
I know these niggas hating for no reason
Believe me

I had to get it on my own, can't no nigga say they made me
You won't catch E Dub up on the scene unless they paid me
Married to the money, swear to God that shit my baby
Same niggas around, they been around, this shit the same me
Which one you want, which one you work, it's going down
Bitch I'm a boss, I paid the costs in large amounts
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you say, I want it now
Got three accounts so imma always make it count



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Evans
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