Made For Me (feat. Trevo)
I feel like everybody done changed on me
They fall off and then put the blame on me
They say how can I focus with all this pain on me
I kept it going and had the tank on E yeah
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
It's hard to explain the way that I feel but I feel how I feel
Not trying to change who I am so live I live
I never switched up my lane because I know God got the wheel
So if you love me how I am I know it got to be real
They know that I'm a hot head out here tryna be chill
But ever since I got bread I been on top of the hill
All these niggas at the bottom taking shots at me still
But all the ones that care about me say they proud that im here
I feel like everybody done changed on me
They fall off and then put the blame on me
They say how can I focus with all this pain on me
I kept it going and had the tank on E yeah
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
So i ain't slowing down for nobody
They out here trying to profile me
Don't care if niggas like me shit I never needed cosigning
They love you when you got it but who loves you when you don't got it
Nobody
This pistol aint got no bodies but know i keep it close by me
With all the things I did it's funny niggas barely know about it
My new friends doe watching old friends hoe watching
They got me in my feelings but this time I had to grow out it
I feel like everybody done changed on me
They fall off and then put the blame on me
They say how can I focus with all this pain on me
I kept it going and had the tank on E yeah
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
Braclets and watches
Cubans and chains
Yeah this shit like water this shit wetter then rain
Niggas dying from buying jewelry thats how we deal with in vain
As a man they say we suffer in silence
Leave it up to twelve they gone to make us suffer in violence
I put a shit on yeah you know I be wilding
Yeah I be dressing let me take you to a thousand islands
I swear this rolly it was made for me
I swear this pinky ring was made for me
They fall off and then put the blame on me
They say how can I focus with all this pain on me
I kept it going and had the tank on E yeah
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
It's hard to explain the way that I feel but I feel how I feel
Not trying to change who I am so live I live
I never switched up my lane because I know God got the wheel
So if you love me how I am I know it got to be real
They know that I'm a hot head out here tryna be chill
But ever since I got bread I been on top of the hill
All these niggas at the bottom taking shots at me still
But all the ones that care about me say they proud that im here
I feel like everybody done changed on me
They fall off and then put the blame on me
They say how can I focus with all this pain on me
I kept it going and had the tank on E yeah
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
So i ain't slowing down for nobody
They out here trying to profile me
Don't care if niggas like me shit I never needed cosigning
They love you when you got it but who loves you when you don't got it
Nobody
This pistol aint got no bodies but know i keep it close by me
With all the things I did it's funny niggas barely know about it
My new friends doe watching old friends hoe watching
They got me in my feelings but this time I had to grow out it
I feel like everybody done changed on me
They fall off and then put the blame on me
They say how can I focus with all this pain on me
I kept it going and had the tank on E yeah
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
I just want everything that was made for me
Made for me
Braclets and watches
Cubans and chains
Yeah this shit like water this shit wetter then rain
Niggas dying from buying jewelry thats how we deal with in vain
As a man they say we suffer in silence
Leave it up to twelve they gone to make us suffer in violence
I put a shit on yeah you know I be wilding
Yeah I be dressing let me take you to a thousand islands
I swear this rolly it was made for me
I swear this pinky ring was made for me
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Jones
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