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SELF MADE
130
Hip-Hop/Rap
SELF MADE adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak TTG tarafından 9 Mayıs 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıIOU2
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Çıkış Tarihi9 Mayıs 2025
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Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM69

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mac Critter
Mac Critter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mac Critter
Mac Critter
Lyrics
Daniel Bates
Daniel Bates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mac Critter
Mac Critter
Producer

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Self made, made man, I'm my own man
Need no **** to shoot for me, do my own spin
Ain't no **** recruitin' with me, got my own bands
Fly out the country, we change up the plans
Three bitches with me, they speak what they sayin'
"Mac Critter, Hendrix don't know nothin' 'bout English"
Threw the money, I be tryin' not to think it
Dope-boy, bitch, got a house on my pinky
She suckin' dick, lookin' at me, ain't blinkin'
Purple and yellow, you know what I'm drinkin'
Pretty ho starin', I know what she thinkin'
Smashin' the gas got me sinkin'
These **** money be shrinkin'
Rolls Royce, double R
Ratchet bitch, fuck a star
Ho fuck with me, upgrade her car
Confidential, don't say what you saw
Confidential, don't say what you saw
"Chase him down," boy, you not gon' get far
**** mad 'bout these bitches, that's all
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Put a **** ass in a wall
Mismatched designer, I show some to y'all
Lil' ****, come shoot out the back or you hogged
Shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws
Still tryna rob, lil' boy, you ain't fifty
**** in a whole 'nother state tryna diss me
Sound like a bitch, pussy boy, know you miss me
Every time my check clear, I buy more switches
Self made, made man, I'm my own man
Need no **** to shoot for me, do my own spin
Ain't no **** recruitin' with me, got my own bands
Fly out the country, we change up the plans
Three bitches with me, they speak what they sayin'
"Mac Critter, Hendrix don't know nothin' 'bout English"
Threw the money, I be tryin' not to think it
Dope-boy, bitch, got a house on my pinky
She suckin' dick, lookin' at me, ain't blinkin'
Purple and yellow, you know what I'm drinkin'
Pretty ho starin', I know what she thinkin'
Smashin' the gas got me sinkin'
These **** money be shrinkin'
Rolls Royce, double R
Ratchet bitch, fuck a star
Ho fuck with me, upgrade her car
Confidential, don't say what you saw
Confidential, don't say what you saw
"Chase him down," boy, you not gon' get far
**** mad 'bout these bitches, that's all
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Spinnin' for THead and Ball
Put a **** ass in a wall
Mismatched designer, I show some to y'all
Lil' ****, come shoot out the back or you hogged
Shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws
Still tryna rob, lil' boy, you ain't fifty
**** in a whole 'nother state tryna diss me
Sound like a bitch, pussy boy, know you miss me
Every time my check clear, I buy more switches
Written by: CRITTER, Daniel Bates
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