Made Men

This the life of a few good fellas, couple made men
Only ones allowed to live like kings in a state pen
Shout out my goomah, she got the tits to sneak a vape pen
We can't talk about the operation or give statements

The federales watchin', think they sending me subliminals
Im an honest man, everyone assume I'm criminal
If you need a hand, I'll make a call like what we finna do
Got into a deal with us and came out with the minimal

Damn, you should've known better, lil' friend
Lotta made men tryna make the rules bend
Just this afternoon, I counted up about ten
He stuck praying to God, but it's hell I'm gonna send

Yeah man, you already know what it is
Big plot twist mafia, stop questioning who it is
You feel me
Back to scheduled programming, stupid lil' bitch

The Competition, out commission, never make a cent again
What I'm saying goes, like I'm writing a new testament
Ran into the bag, ain't even try, I know it's heaven sent
God been looking out and he's the goat, is what I really meant

You know I show appreciation when it's due, I'm walking Christian man
Double G the belt, I swear the snakes on it is hissing man
Walk up to an opp on his own block like who you dissing man
Walk away untouched, but he was hit up by a different man

And I make sure the flowers at the funeral
Never been a liar, what I said we was gon' do to you
You fucking with the mafia, ain't nothing new
When you see us, every blunt kicking like a kangaroo

I'm on the avenue
Lately, I've been getting to the point like I'm stabbing you
Thinking back like, Wok, don't forget they all laughed at you
I made it this far by moving with emotion

My girl been fighting me cause I can't fight the potion
Treat myself like a hero, I get toasted
Toes dug into the ground, I'm still posted
I'ma never fold

Ayy, ISUN, you did that?



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Writer(s): Andrew Frias
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