I Made It [Prod. By Young Chop]
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Yeah, feel like a celebration
(Taylor washed up) I made it (they mad)
Told 'em I'ma make it (broke niggas ain't gon' make it that far)
Top!
They hating already, made me feel that I made it already
I came from nothing, climbed to the top cause I made it already
They wanna believe, I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes, jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
Niggas say I made it, got these niggas hating
Money team I swear feel like I banged the Richmond
Who would've thought the top spot that I'd make it
Run up got that 30 and run up go crazy
But I ain't really worried 'bout 'em
I been got beef and ain't heard 'bout 'em
Chanel belt match the red bottoms
She with you to get the bread out you
Strip club throw a couple thousand
You see they face in the bread pile
Six fifty with the skrill hollerin'
Broke ass niggas they be cab drivers
Everything foreign come from different countries
All these bad bitches getting different money
If you niggas hating go and get some money
If you niggas hating go and get some money
They hating already, made me feel that I made it already
I came from nothing, climbed to the top cause I made it already
They wanna believe, I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes, jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
They hating I made it, I hate 'em for hating
I change your mind crazy, why the fuck you got statements?
And I started from the bottom
Why the fuck they hating on me?
Long time ago, had nothing to snack on
Had nobody to lean my back on
No dice, put the strap on
Cause it's hard out here
Rich nigga left you starved out here
Gotta play your part out here
Can't let 'em pull your cards out here
Cause I made it, it's a celebration
Why the fuck they hating on me?
Let's get it
All the fancy cars, fancy clothes, fancy hoes, I got it
Everything I got right now as a kid I couldn't imagine
And I gotta have it, my shooters toe tagging
And you niggas might win but my niggas so priceless
And y'all on that light shit
Red bottoms, fuck all that Mike shit
I made it so I don't write shit
Yeah I'm arrogant, cause I made it
They hating already, made me feel that I made it already
I came from nothing, climbed to the top cause I made it already
They wanna believe, I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes, jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it