I Made It
Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
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Yeah, Hey look Stop looking out that door shawty Man you see my neighbors all in my business? What the f*ck you take me for? Hey, I spots in they boomin's All my neighbors, yeah, they nosy I got Glocks, I got holsters All my partners know I’m loaded Some of them spot, they got roaches Cause they still in the trenches 50 spot when we had roaches Ho, I don't get offended All this money I been chasing All this money I been making I won't stop, I can't stop 'Til I'm the motherfuckin' greatest I won't stop, I can't stop 'Til my fuckin' dyin' days Yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah I made it i made it, I made it I made it, you didn't I told Quan this was written i made it Went brazy pharmaceutic I need Ritalin They hate I made it so I Sit back featuring these bullets You can't get it out your Head like a f*ck hoody I got bad foreign bitches They say I like them bullets I might leave his ass hot Like a fuckin' skillet Then put money on his head Like a fuckin' Skully Fire, my boys love the cars Hey, my girls love me Play with me like it's a game of rugby AK's with me like I'm a fuckin' Russian Hey, I spots in they boomin's All my neighbors, yeah, they nosy I got Glocks, I got holsters All my partners know I’m loaded Some of them spot, they got roaches Cause they still in the trenches 50 spot when we had roaches Ho, I don't get offended All this money I been chasing All this money I been making I won't stop, I can't stop 'Til I'm the motherfuckin' greatest I won't stop, I can't stop 'Til my fuckin' dyin' days Yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah I made it i made it, I made it I know the niggas mad I made it I know the nigga mad I say it 2 million dollars in one year Ain't playin', ain't playin', ain't playin' I can fit $500, 000 in these pants Trap spot done made a nigga a Couple extra hundred thousand off xans I'm prayin', I'm prayin', I'm prayin' I'm prayin' the feds don't kick my door I know they lookin' for me I don't want your ho Just want that cookie from her She tried to resist so I took it from her How you gonna tell me no You must not know who I am Even if I'm on the road I see what's Goin' on cause you know I got cameras I don't know no questions but I know the answers I throw these black fists just like a panther Too much work cause I got Hey, I spots in they boomin's All my neighbors, yeah, they nosy I got Glocks, I got holsters All my partners know I’m loaded Some of them spot, they got roaches Cause they still in the trenches 50 spot when we had roaches Ho, I don't get offended All this money I been chasing All this money I been making I won't stop, I can't stop 'Til I'm the motherfuckin' greatest I won't stop, I can't stop 'Til my fuckin' dyin' days Yeah I made it, yeah I made it Yeah I made it i made it, I made it
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Written by: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Diamante Anthony Blackmon, Robert Rihmeek Williams
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