self made - dc flyz lyrics
la
yea
hold up
crankemup
i came up off of nothing (off of nothing)
i met a plug and started with a gram
i feel like stunting (yea)
god he really must love me (oh yea)
i made it through so much sh*t if i write a book that b*tch gone be called self made
i came up off of nothing
i told my brother since a youngin i was worth a hundred
i’m gone get it make em feel it
ain’t no problem i’m gone solve it
if he drop it i’m gone flip that b*tch and triple up that prophet
b*tch i’m self made
i get it, i got it, i get it
i’m gone flip that b*tch so proudly
i said i’m self made
i get it, i got it, i get it
i’m gone flip that b*tch so proudly
i said i’m self made
my brodie was my brodie
than he switched
my b*tch wasn’t my b*tch
she f*cked the clique
that new 40 i got came from a l!ck
so if i c*ck and let it spit ,that b*tch gone rip
i don’t see no evil me and you not equal
i don’t trust these n*****
f*ck these b*tches, they gonna switch up on you, i got h*lla vision, ain’t no tellin
n**** i need another kitchen
they kicked my door in and asked me where the pistols made the front page n**** facing 27
lord the catch me slipping, never
targets in the streets your ain’t even clever, b*tch i run my whole division
check the records, i swear i came up off of nothing laser beam on my berreta (crankemup)
i came up off of nothing (off of nothing)
i met a plug and started with a gram
i feel like stunting (yea)
god he really must love me (oh yea)
i made it through so much sh*t if i write a book that b*tch gone be called self made
i came up off of nothing
i told my brother since a youngin i was worth a hundred
i’m gone get it make em feel it
ain’t no problem i’m gone solve it
if he drop it i’m gone flip that b*tch and triple up that prophet
b*tch i’m self made
i get it, i got it, i get it
i’m gone flip that b*tch so proudly
i said i’m self made
i get it, i got it, i get it
i’m gone flip that b*tch so proudly
i said i’m self made
riding around in that cherokee
and my b*tch thicker thank cherokee
money come and i bag it up
and that b*tch like she gone marry me
call my bro tell him roll it up
i inhale the smoke and then blow it up
pour a cup and i sip it up slow it down and mix it up, 40 on me
do em dirty homie see them petty b*tches get excited
who wrote the story on the front page that’s not exactly how the sh*t happened
still ain’t said sh*t don’t know sh*t, straight clap back no problem
i’m your favorite rappers motivation holmes and the youngest gunna pushing numbers
i came home with nothing (naw naw)
no handouts my b*tch bad my clip full no stunting these n**** see
that i’m coming triples on verses know
i’m bout money
met a plug brought it back
tripled that
lost it all
got it back
i came up off of nothing (off of nothing)
i met a plug and started with a gram
i feel like stunting (yea)
god he really must love me (oh yea)
i made it through so much sh*t if i write a book that b*tch gone be called self made
i came up off of nothing
i told my brother since a youngin i was worth a hundred
i’m gone get it make em feel it
ain’t no problem i’m gone solve it
if he drop it i’m gone flip that b*tch and triple up that prophet
b*tch i’m self made
i get it, i got it, i get it
i’m gone flip that b*tch so proudly
i said i’m self made
i get it, i got it, i get it
i’m gone flip that b*tch so proudly
i said i’m self made
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