Made It

Yeah this one for my pops, I made it!
This one for my pops, I made it! Yeah
This one for my pops, I made it! Yeah
This one for my pops, I made it! Yeah!

I'm out here gettin' too high
I never knew I'd make it this far
I'm somewhere on the east side of Dallas
Ridin' through the city like a star
Bittersweet cuz
You were supposed to be here by my side
Not in the form of the tears in my eyes
We done planned for this rap shit
Since I was like 15
Sittin' in the ride bumpin' that first
Mixtape that I came home with
The look on your face, too proud (too proud)
The worst songs that I ever did dropped but
They stayed in the trunk too loud
And as I grew as an artist
You told me that you would stop
Playin' 'em but you lied
When you left pushed eject from the tape
Deck saw the CD and I cried
Swear you woulda tripped out on the sold
Out show that we just did (that we just did)
I don't know why every fan
We encounter will long
To remind me of you but it just did
Ain't no song I could drop do it justice
Pops i think about you all the time
Just stopped by to say that I'm fine and
I'm about to make this rap shit mine

This one for my pops, I made it!
This one for my pops, I made it! Yeah
This one for my pops, I made it! Yeah
This one for my pops, I made it! Yeah!

Oh my god, i see you clearly now
In my dreams you here with me somehow
In my dreams you here with me somehow