Made It

Bangin' on top of the buildin'
Audi don't got no ceilin'
You don't see what I'm seein'
You not feel how I'm feelin'
I just been gettin' money
Mind ya business we drillin'
Yeah our niggas be clippin'
Put that in clip I'm peelin'
I will throw ya shit back
I will knock up your head
Got your bitch on my dick
And she givin' me cat
She like fuckin' with Uzi
You're watching me nigga
And my mob feel me nigga
And he not even with us
Yeah that Reggie got me faded
Almost crashed the Mercedes
Aye on G on the Coup
Hangin' out like I made it
Yeah that Reggie got me faded
Almost crashed the Mercedes
Aye the G on the Coup
Hang in' out like I made it
Like I made it
Hangin' out like I made it
Aye the G on the Coup
Hangin' out like I made it
Like I made it
Like I made it
I am too faded
I am too crazy
These niggas don't live that
These niggas just talk that
These niggas ain't bout that
These niggas don't want that
These niggas don't live that
These niggas just talk that
These niggas ain't bout that
These niggas don't want that



Credits
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Daniel Lawrence, Peter Held, Jerome Raheem Fortune
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