Made It Happen
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Whoa (Dmac on the fuckin' track)
(Mmm) I read a comment the other day and folks said I be fake (Ayy)
Uh, that shit be funny (ooh) (eh, eh, eh, whoa
I speak real facts, real life, no way I'm cappin' (brrt)
This shit real, for real (ayy, brrt)
Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
Ayy, yeah, you helped when I was down, but I did more when I got up
I'm grateful they penny pinchin', draw that line and then they stuck
Lotta niggas, they ain't wit' me from the beginning, now it's fuck 'em
Broke as fuck, I asked for licks and you ain't give it, how I'm your brother?
I still slide with them choppers, I still move with them robbers
I killed your demon, we the devils, we be squashin' them goblins
He's in the distance talkin' murder, but he cap on them bodies
Bitch, all the ones that's gettin' hit, ayy, check the news if I'm lyin'
At the end of the day, all the niggas gettin' popped
Roll on the block and I'ma make it rock
Rocks in my cup while I sip on Wock
Pulled the panties up, I told her I just want the top
I ain't gotta say RIP to too many of my niggas
'Cause me and my niggas really do the killin'
You would rather hear me say free Hotty then free Tae (free my dawgs)
And free my nigga CeeLo 'cause they fightin' they sentences
I done really seen tragic
But I still made it happen
Handguns, automatics and they gettin' into clappin'
Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin'
Y'all shoulda seen that nigga face when I upped on 'em
My niggas happy I did it, but to be honest, shoulda bust homie
But I'm a father now, I got a daughter now
I gotta be smarter now and go a little harder now
She done fucked with my pride, a couple niggas I let slide
But don't forget them niggas I put up like a jet ride
A real gangsta, helped a nigga that needed most around
I'ma put my nigga on, not finna joke a clown
I feel I do a lot, but do I do too much?
Mom say I do enough, but enough is enough
It's too much on my back but still I carry everybody
But when my knees buckle, I ain't get a text from nobody
Lord (text from nobody)
Grateful to my, ayy, they took my Instagram and
I ain't get s text from nobody, ha
I done really seen tragic
But I still made it happen
Handguns, automatics and they gettin' into clappin'
Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin'
I done really seen tragic
But I still made it happen
Handguns, automatics and they gettin' into clappin'
Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin'
Aight
Great deal