Self Made

LA YEA HOLD UP CRANKEMUP I came up off of nothing (off of nothing) I met a plug and started with a gram I feel like stunting (Yea) God he really must love me (Oh Yea) I made it through so much shit if I write a book that bitch gone be called Self Made I came up off of nothing I told my brother since a Youngin I was worth A Hundred I'm gone get it make em feel it Ain't no problem I'm gone solve it If he drop it I'm gone flip that bitch and triple up that prophet Bitch I'm self made I get it, I got it, I get it I'm gone flip that bitch so proudly I said I'm self made I get it, I got it, I get it I'm gone flip that bitch so proudly I said I'm self made My Brodie was my brodie Than he switched My bitch wasn't my bitch She fucked the clique That new 40 I got came from a lick So if I cock and let it spit,That bitch gone rip I don't see no evil me and you not equal I don't trust these N Fuck these Bitches, they gonna switch up on you, I got hella vision, Ain't no tellin N I need another kitchen, They kicked my door in and asked me where the pistols made the front page N Facing 27 Lord the catch me slipping, Never Targets in the streets your ain't even clever, Bitch I run my whole division Check the records, I swear I came up off of nothing laser beam on my berreta (CRANKEMUP) I came up off of nothing (Off of nothing) I met a plug and started with a gram I feel like stunting (Yea) God he really must love me (Oh Yea) I made it through so much shit if I write a book that bitch gone be called Self Made I came up off of nothing I told my brother since a Youngin I was worth A Hundred I'm gone get it make em feel it Ain't no problem I'm gone solve it If he drop it I'm gone flip that bitch and triple up that prophet Bitch I'm self made I get it, I got it, I get it I'm gone flip that bitch so proudly I said I'm self made I get it, I got it, I get it I'm gone flip that bitch so proudly I said I'm self made Riding around in that Cherokee And my Bitch thicker thank Cherokee Money come and I bag it up And that bitch like she gone marry me Call my bro tell him roll it up I inhale the smoke and then blow it up Pour a cup and I sip it up slow it down and mix it up, 40 on me Do em dirty homie see them petty bitches get excited Who wrote the story on the front page that's not exactly how the shit happened Still ain't said shit don't know shit, straight clap back no problem I'm your favorite rappers motivation holmes and the youngest gunna pushing numbers I came home with nothing (Naw Naw) No handouts my bitch bad my clip full no stunting these n see That I'm coming triples on verses know I'm bout money Met a plug brought it back Tripled that Lost it all Got it back I came up off of nothing (Off of nothing) I met a plug and started with a gram I feel like stunting (Yea) God he really must love me (Oh Yea) I made it through so much shit if I write a book that bitch gone be called Self Made I came up off of nothing I told my brother since a Youngin I was worth A Hundred I'm gone get it make em feel it Ain't no problem I'm gone solve it If he drop it I'm gone flip that bitch and triple up that prophet Bitch I'm self made I get it, I got it, I get it I'm gone flip that bitch so proudly I said I'm self made I get it, I got it, I get it I'm gone flip that bitch so proudly I said I'm self made