Raised Like This lyrics

by

Lil Poppa



[Intro]
Drum Dummie
LC

[Chorus]
Made, n*gga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that sh*t f*ckin' with my ways
Kill them n*ggas shorting my days

[Verse 1]
I got a mind full of evil thoughts, don't get yo' people caught
This sh*t been boring and I been praying for some sh*t to start
Been to myself and I ain't lying, man, this sh*t get dark
I done been crossed and that sh*t caused me not to have a heart
I done been lost but no my mind, b*tch, I'm forever smart
Them n*ggas tired but we ain't dying, you got to play your part
They gone try to come around today, but ain't gone stay tomorrow
Can't look me in my face, can't even say you sorry
But it's okay, them youngins slinging iron 'bout me, don't be in the way
You rep that sh*t? I hope you dying 'bout it
And that hoe just told me she love me, but I know she lying
But I replied, "When you suck it, take your time"
[Chorus]
Made, n*gga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that sh*t f*ckin' with my ways
Kill them n*ggas shorting my days

[Verse 2]
Cut the stock to shorting the K's
Heard my n*ggas been catching plays
Stretch that n*gga, he in the grave
For playing like he was one of us
And these young n*ggas got drums like bands
Don't be a runner up, I'm just saying
They act like don't understand, where I been coming from
I'm just saying, why you ain't stick to the plan?
You just switched all of a sudden, huh?
If it's more they money more problems
Tell me, what the f*ck I'm running for?
More problems, more choppers
We gone step on them lil' dummy boys
Just send me the location
And we waiting with a hundred for them
I been giving for a minute
Tryna figure out where my money going
I don't need you b*tches in my business tryna plot on all my riches
Quelo go to spazzing, when he whipping
He don't like everybody in the kitchen
And on revenge it ain't no limit, n*gga, everybody gone get it
[Chorus]
Made, n*gga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that sh*t f*ckin' with my ways
Kill them n*ggas shorting my days
Made, n*gga, I was made like this
House full of crosses, we was saved
Lord knows we wasn't raised like this
Sometimes I wonder is this the thanks I get
And that sh*t f*ckin' with my ways
Kill them n*ggas shorting my days

[Outro]
One thing 'bout it if I woke up and forgot to say my prayers
I know my mama said them for me
I'm good, for life, wildchild
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