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we made it - john ibe lyrics

[verse 1: john ibe]
always told you you should never doubt me
now i graduated with some spanish wisdom
now my pockets looking like a condom penetrating panties
man this a revolution
guess i overloaded in my ammunition
my accomplishments is write in hieroglyphics
even mummies want to get a picture with me
i want high profit, i’m a high prophet
that’s a hot hand just like an eagle’s eye
or a skydive, i don’t see why
b-tches will tell you they love you then push you aside
for a n-gg- that f-ck ‘em then push ‘em aside
for another then go undercover with two different lovers
no rubbers, and love ‘em like mothers
man, causes for killing, they probable
too many opps, that’s an obstacle
i make impossible possible
all these people diabolical
me i’m an angel in heaven, i hate armageddon
i talk to my reverend, he say that i’m giving out lessons
tellin’ people they don’t need weapons
tellin’ people how to see progression
tellin’ people how to beat the message
tellin’ people that the right moves and the wrong moves make a different exit
i’m just praying that i keep my leverage
tell your n-gg-s they should count they blessings
cause them same blessings disappear in seconds

[hook: stro]
man we made it, man we made it
all the haters separated
i just want to tell my mama i made it
man we made it, man we made it
gate into heaven, i swear that we made it
i know we made it, i swear we made it
i know we made it
man we made it, man we made it
i know we made it
gate into heaven, i swear that we made it
[verse 2: john ibe]
you know you made it when people you never met claim you related
and b-tches you never met claiming you dated
and n-gg-s you came up with claiming you traded
you cannot be faded
i got a beat then i ate it
grade a, moving like the matrix
f-ck all that twitter beef, we cannot be bacon
flow motivating, you need it, just play this
i’m a player, i might need some [?]
n-gg-s is haters, ghetto what made us
stayed out the streets, f-cked with the beats
fedex with the flex, delivering heat
ooh, better than you
crew move like we got something to prove
school, i used to sit with the goons
now they got records, me i got tunes
man we made it, man we made it
victory on the way, i can taste it
man this is nothing to me, this is basic
even my basic sh-t is still amazing
kicking down all the doors
come in and blazing
radio stations put this in rotation
people be fronting but we stay impatient
cause they gon’ look back and realize we the greatest, yeah

- john ibe lyrics

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