Lyrics:
what you made me
Look at what you made me do
I'm back with my day one
Depression made the weed burn
Look what you made me
Look at what you made me do
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
going to be contained
Everybody that doubted
Going to remember the name
Princ3 The Kidd and I'm not going to stop
This how I'm living this how I'm made
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Say, man (yee)
What you sittin' on? (Cheese, money)
Oh, that money too?
Oh, for sheezy?
Say man, I'm in the Bay for a day, man
Money, money
You
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
I’m Mike Larry, (Mike Larry) Real Vv’s on my neck look like baby carrots, (baby carrots) turn to Mad Max cut your hand off you try to grab it! (What
deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
Oh, I'm that history, I'm that
only fucked it up more, follow me
Are you starting to gather what I'm getting at?
Now if I'm losing you tell me then I'll double back
But keep in
had ample time
Baby, I'm the hottest on wax
In a candle shop (You-ou-ou)
Shawty, I done learned how to fight
Then forgot how to act ()
How they deterred
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
because he was
Doing positive inside of Chicago
Just like how I'm moving back
To Chicago and it's not just about, you know
Getting on stage and being
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
a singer and start a singing group. I still remember the song she taught me for the audition.
You are the love of my life, being with you every day. It makes
the
Fuck out of here!
When it's all said and done
Are you going to want to
Have kids? Get married?
Oh my goodness, i have to! I have to! Yep
I'm gonna get
add up all the money that you
Made from every battle that you ever had
That wouldn't even be half of what
I'm getting paid for this you make me sick
in notice
What how you place those notes
Big faces stay in order like chords and scale notes
Sweeter than compositions written by jazz ghosts
Piano
in notice
What how you place those notes
Big faces stay in order like chords and scale notes
Sweeter than compositions written by jazz ghosts
Piano
was surely Moe of Holmdel, New Jersey though
Started out as freshman, bonded by tenth grade
Through a science project that was a mess made
'Cause we
nigga, yeah
Go Grizz nigga ayy, yeah
Late nights on my avenue by myself, I ain't need a gang member (nigga I remember)
I ain't have the money on my
all about that wax right?
Yea yea yea uh huh
They don’t know I’m been dabbin’
Bet you know what’s happening
Yea you know I been dabbin’
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
wait
She be tryna get it all without giving up the cake
She made niggas risk it all just to try to get a taste
Ayy, what you bringing to the table, you
deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna break me
Oh, I'm that history, I'm that
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