SELF MADE Lyrics – ANDRWMAARS

SELF MADE Lyrics by ANDRWMAARS

How you gone act like you made me
I’m self made
Bossed up
Now i’m self paid

Homies is lazy
Imma kick ’em out like a sensei
Shout out my brody
That’s brianthasensei

I love my girl like kanye love kanye
Waiting on a check
But i been paid
I’m on the road

I’m hustling
Chasing the bag
The duffle
Came up on my own

Now i’m really in my zone
-5, cause i’m cold
I’m a storyteller but you know i ain’t told
Going 120, i’m fast

I ain’t eating p#ss# when i’m fasting
Talk down on my name
And i’m blasting
I’ve been singing and rappin’

I’m tapped in
Hop on the beat and i’m spazzin out
Went to the shooting range
I gotta glock now

And i applied so i got a job now
I gotta clock in
Shit
I got clock in

I’m in that b#tch
From 9 to 5
I hit a lick еvery 25
I’mma make the gaup till i’m 95

I’m sеlf made
Spent that money and i copped that
Pull it out and i c#ck that
I ain’t pulling out cause my c#ck fat

And that sh#t black like kodak
I’m from the 6
Nuz
4066, i was in the section

Now a youngin’ up morth
Spitting these bars and i cough ’em
Raps hard but i’m soft
I miss the coast

I look at my future it’s bright
I look at my wife and she fine
Umunt’ ow9
Uqueen

I really caused a scene
No i’m not nice i’m mean
No i’m not you, i’m me
Tryna make money off mp3’s

I’m smoking on lettuce
I’m smoking on trees
Now i can see the grass is green
I love money i don’t care if it’s green

I’m andrw the baker
I’m getting this bread
I’m taking no breaks
The ghetto b#llsh#t

I escaped
Disappeared like a ghost
If you talk a lot
You get delivered like takealot

Homie got shot on the spot
Homie got shot with a 9
Gotta pull up to the spot
I got kill all the opps

I ain’t talking to the cops
I heard it’s lonely at the top
And i’m a dawg like top
And i’m still feeling the bop

Eating her p#ss# like pap
She told me baby don’t stop
And i’m still beating this wap
Getting the fetty no wap

Rihanna fenty
She making her guap
I want the acres, i want the whole yard
Fashion head, i love goyard

f#cked her more than twice, ngyaysola
I can’t even doubt it
Ngyamlova
#ss so soft njengo sofa

I got you mami
And i told ya
This year i grew a lil older
And my heart got a lil colder

White on white, n#gg# baking soda
White on black, n#gg# minnesota
Get your money
I urge ya

Fashion head, i love goyard
f#cked her more than twice, ngyaysola
I can’t even doubt it
Ngyamlova

#ss so soft njengo sofa
I got you mami
And i told ya
This year i grew a lil older
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