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"Made Music"

Made shit man
Just make it
Cause, Cau... Cause I can make it
I made it because I'm made
You feel me? Shit bigger than me man,
Huh, Mubu, Lu Lu
Made Music cloud nine bitch
Roll up, roll up, roll up

Ever since youngan I've been made
Get it on your own and you need none
I've know I been grown but I live young
Forever I ride boss with no rims on
All about my money I'm hands on
On Instangram to see what the fans on
Pussy niggas I may put hands on
Or Pay somebody to get that man gone
The Devil is a liar I know that
But sins kept me with a dough rack
My mama need some help let her hold that
I feel like I'm a man,
I'm a oldest,
My uncle Gone he understood me
It hurt me when I think where I shoulde be
But 6 feet is where I could be
I hustle cause L she need me
She Love to see daddy on TV
The party rocking girls is Breezy
Since Day 1 I ain't been a dummy
I'm Patient cause the money is coming
But Fast money it keep coming
My niggas take lives on Sunday
I live like everybody go die one day
Any Every day to me is that one day
I spending money fast, I can't die with it
A bitch ain't really shit but I hit it
Take her to the spot let the gods hit it,
And he was ok till them shots hit'em
It's really fucked up how them shots did'em
But Fuck niggas get what they got coming
He tried to shoot back he died drumming
I ain't died yet, I'm here Four something,
I'm with three bitches foursome
And I'm off the shits I need more gum
To me these rap niggas is horrible
I spit that real shit to do drugs to
Let the drugs do what the drugs do
Closed casket what the snug do
The good die young I'm being bad
Everyday more luggage, we checking bags,
My niggas popping off cause they paper, glass
The fiends came back cause the base was glass,
Cruising in the foreign while facing gas
No destination just wasting gas
Man go get your chick fo' some face and ass
Stay away from fuck niggas they make me mad
Bitch acting phony don't make me brag
R-I-P my homies I miss them niggas
Free all of my homies I miss them niggas
Double fuck a snitch hope a bullet hit him
He run to fast let the bullets catch him,
That nigga was shocked when them bullets met him
Niggas sneak this with some bullet settle

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