I Made It
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah, uh
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I'm famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors
People see me in the public, they faintin' (yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin' (yeah-yeah)
My opps so mad, they hate it (yeah-yeah)
I'm a superstar, tell 'em pay me (yeah-yeah)
I was patient, I waited (yeah)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I'ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don't, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I'm scared"
Get out the hood, I'm there
I made it out the trenches
I ain't been broke in a minute
In L.A. fuckin' on them bitches (yeah-yeah)
I ain't hit a RICO in a minute (yeah-yeah)
I ain't rock cheap clothes in a minute (uh)
Carat cut teeth, shout out my dentist
They ain't believe me, it hurt my feelings
Certain relationships I can't rekindle
Beef over these hoes, you turnin' (you turnin')
My name on work for spinnin' (spinnin')
Ruth Chris on me for dinner (yeah-yeah)
I went with all my siblings
They say I'm the hood bible (mm)
They say I'm the hood idol (mm)
I made it out my hood, I ain't go on American Idol
I really hurt my rival (my rival)
Car paid off, I got a title (I got a title)
Fucked her, bitch, fuck that title (fuck that title)
I grew up with no guidance (no guidance)
I drive cars with no license
Me and Ra'chu for lifers
G-lock on me, no fightin'
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I'm famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors (yeah-yeah)
People see me in the public, they faintin' (yeah-yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin' (I be racin')
My opps so mad, they hate it (they hate it)
I'm a superstar, tell 'em pay me (tell 'em pay me)
I was patient, I waited (I waited)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I'ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don't, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I'm scared"
Get out the hood, I'm there
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah, uh
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I'm famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors
People see me in the public, they faintin' (yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin' (yeah-yeah)
My opps so mad, they hate it (yeah-yeah)
I'm a superstar, tell 'em pay me (yeah-yeah)
I was patient, I waited (yeah)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I'ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don't, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I'm scared"
Get out the hood, I'm there
I made it out the trenches
I ain't been broke in a minute
In L.A. fuckin' on them bitches (yeah-yeah)
I ain't hit a RICO in a minute (yeah-yeah)
I ain't rock cheap clothes in a minute (uh)
Carat cut teeth, shout out my dentist
They ain't believe me, it hurt my feelings
Certain relationships I can't rekindle
Beef over these hoes, you turnin' (you turnin')
My name on work for spinnin' (spinnin')
Ruth Chris on me for dinner (yeah-yeah)
I went with all my siblings
They say I'm the hood bible (mm)
They say I'm the hood idol (mm)
I made it out my hood, I ain't go on American Idol
I really hurt my rival (my rival)
Car paid off, I got a title (I got a title)
Fucked her, bitch, fuck that title (fuck that title)
I grew up with no guidance (no guidance)
I drive cars with no license
Me and Ra'chu for lifers
G-lock on me, no fightin'
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I'm famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors (yeah-yeah)
People see me in the public, they faintin' (yeah-yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin' (I be racin')
My opps so mad, they hate it (they hate it)
I'm a superstar, tell 'em pay me (tell 'em pay me)
I was patient, I waited (I waited)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I'ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don't, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I'm scared"
Get out the hood, I'm there
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Credits
Writer(s): Juan Mclean, Isaiah Dukes, Andre Albert Esparza, Travish Marsh
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