Made a Killin’ lyrics

[Intro]
You
Real sh*t
You
Uh
You

[Verse]
As far as cocaine sales, I made a killing
Only twenty-five and my mind is worth a million (Worth a mil')
I was sixteen when I first started dealing
Getting big money son, I could touch the ceiling
Adding up my bricks, sh*t, I could make a billion
Shooting out the brand new Lexus, we was illing
If a f*ck n*gga try to touch us, we will kill him
Cutting off his hands if I find out he's stealing
Ain't no snakes around, I only f*ck with real n*ggas
Loyalty a must and I put that on my children
You ever had to put a n*gga down just for stealing?
I had to kill a n*gga that I love and it hurts
'Cause he broke the code and that feeling was the worst
We was little kids, sh*t, I met him up in church
The n*gga stole from me what I charge for a verse
He was doing bad 'cause he didn't know his worth
He the same n*gga that I called to put in work
Moving like that, sh*t, I know you take the stand
Bite the hand that feeds you, sh*t, I know you ain't my man
Running up in buildings, robbing n*ggas with a plan
If a n*gga move one inch and then you spray him
He wasn't playing
n*gga, we wasn't playing