I Made It Songtext
von Lil Zay Osama
I Made It Songtext
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah, uh
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I′m famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors
People see me in the public, they faintin' (yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin′ (yeah-yeah)
My opps so mad, they hate it (yeah-yeah)
I'm a superstar, tell 'em pay me (yeah-yeah)
I was patient, I waited (yeah)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I′ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don′t, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I′m scared"
Get out the hood, I'm there
I made it out the trenches
I ain′t been broke in a minute
In L.A. fuckin' on them bitches (yeah-yeah)
I ain′t hit a RICO in a minute (yeah-yeah)
I ain't rock cheap clothes in a minute (uh)
Carat cut teeth, shout out my dentist
They ain't believe me, it hurt my feelings
Certain relationships I can′t rekindle
Beef over these hoes, you turnin′ (you turnin')
My name on work for spinnin′ (spinnin')
Ruth Chris on me for dinner (yeah-yeah)
I went with all my siblings
They say I′m the hood bible (mm)
They say I'm the hood idol (mm)
I made it out my hood, I ain′t go on American Idol
I really hurt my rival (my rival)
Car paid off, I got a title (I got a title)
Fucked her, bitch, fuck that title (fuck that title)
I grew up with no guidance (no guidance)
I drive cars with no license
Me and Ra'chu for lifers
G-lock on me, no fightin'
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I′m famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors (yeah-yeah)
People see me in the public, they faintin′ (yeah-yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin' (I be racin′)
My opps so mad, they hate it (they hate it)
I'm a superstar, tell ′em pay me (tell 'em pay me)
I was patient, I waited (I waited)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I′ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don't, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I′m scared"
Get out the hood, I′m there
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah-yeah, uh, yeah-yeah, uh
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I′m famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors
People see me in the public, they faintin' (yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin′ (yeah-yeah)
My opps so mad, they hate it (yeah-yeah)
I'm a superstar, tell 'em pay me (yeah-yeah)
I was patient, I waited (yeah)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I′ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don′t, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I′m scared"
Get out the hood, I'm there
I made it out the trenches
I ain′t been broke in a minute
In L.A. fuckin' on them bitches (yeah-yeah)
I ain′t hit a RICO in a minute (yeah-yeah)
I ain't rock cheap clothes in a minute (uh)
Carat cut teeth, shout out my dentist
They ain't believe me, it hurt my feelings
Certain relationships I can′t rekindle
Beef over these hoes, you turnin′ (you turnin')
My name on work for spinnin′ (spinnin')
Ruth Chris on me for dinner (yeah-yeah)
I went with all my siblings
They say I′m the hood bible (mm)
They say I'm the hood idol (mm)
I made it out my hood, I ain′t go on American Idol
I really hurt my rival (my rival)
Car paid off, I got a title (I got a title)
Fucked her, bitch, fuck that title (fuck that title)
I grew up with no guidance (no guidance)
I drive cars with no license
Me and Ra'chu for lifers
G-lock on me, no fightin'
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I made it, I made it
Look at me, mom, I′m famous
Big crib on the hills, no neighbors (yeah-yeah)
People see me in the public, they faintin′ (yeah-yeah)
Fast cars, I be racin' (I be racin′)
My opps so mad, they hate it (they hate it)
I'm a superstar, tell ′em pay me (tell 'em pay me)
I was patient, I waited (I waited)
My savages right here
Reach for it, I dare
I′ma die for it, I swear
My lifestyle is not fair
They think I don't, but I care
Everythin' a nightmare
My mama told me, "I′m scared"
Get out the hood, I′m there
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Writer(s): Juan Mclean, Isaiah Dukes, Andre Albert Esparza, Travish Marsh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com