Made Men lyrics

by

Skilla Baby


[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
(K Hendrix cold as a motherf*cker)
I'm a made n*gga, how the f*ck a n*gga made me? (I'm Rae Rae's son, n*gga)
(Ayy, Chriso made this beat)
Made n*gga, ain't no n*gga made me (That's on my mama, n*gga)
Uh-huh, no n*gga made me, n*gga
I'm a made n*gga, how the f*ck a n*gga made me, n*gga?
Blllt-blllt (Uh), blllt-blllt

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I'm a made n*gga, ain't no n*gga made me
I'm the dope, for me to speak, they got to pay me
Ayy, ho, I'm the G.O.A.T., he play, I put a n*gga eight feet
Send lil' bro to hit your street, yeah, sh*t'll get creep, yeah
f*ck n*gga play, I bet we beat him like a slave
Soon as I signed, I went and bought so many K's
Demon out the window, love to let his chopper spray
Show 'em what it's hittin' for, we get n*ggas out the way

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
We still recycle throwaways
Send a shot, b*tch n*gga, don't throw no shade
Have your mama at the wake, n*gga tryna throw a fade
We leave yellow tape, n*gga go against the grain
We done caused so much of pain
I give a f*ck about some fame, b*tch, my baby mama straight
I go too hard for that pape', n*gga, know where my son stay
f*ck n*gga playin' with my blood, it'll get your blood ate (b*tch n*gga)
[Pre-Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I want him touched, I made that call
I was with my young n*ggas playin' basketball
Meanwhile, lil' bro tryna knock 'em off
n*gga tryna take somethin' and get your hand sawed off
b*tch, uh-huh, ayy
I'm a made n*gga, crib came with a maid
If I don't do nothin' else, b*tch, I'ma get paid
Move wrong and bruh'll put his pistol on you, temp fade
Before I be a rap n*gga, I'm back on Miller full of weight

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I'm a made n*gga, ain't no n*gga made me
I'm the dope, for me to speak, they got to pay me
Ayy, ho, I'm the G.O.A.T., he play, I put a n*gga eight feet
Send lil' bro to hit your street, yeah, sh*t'll get creep, yeah
f*ck n*gga play, I bet we beat him like a slave
Soon as I signed, I went and bought so many K's
Demon out the window, love to let his chopper spray
Show 'em what it's hittin' for, we get n*ggas out the way

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
n*gga, I ain't playin', all my opps gettin' dropped
If I get locked, I got that lock in the sock
My opps think I'ma stop bein' hot, but I'm not
Last n*gga said I was gon' get shot got shot, hmm
n*gga, I'm a star, I'll send n*ggas to hell
Real street n*gga, boy, I'll get you hit in jail
Free Juice, if he get loose (Woo, woo), hit you in your roof
A n*gga play with Fear or Dolla, what you think that I'ma do? (Bah, huh? Huh?)
I'm goin' back to my old ways
No face, mask on, it's gon' be a cold case
We slide with old K's, n*gga, we don't want Dracs (Nah, nah)
If we beefin', no dates, you gon' get your ho spanked (Huh?)
[Pre-Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Touched, I made that call
I was with my young n*ggas playin' basketball
Meanwhile, lil' bro tryna knock 'em off
n*gga tryna take somethin' and get your hand sawed off
b*tch, uh-huh, ayy
I'm a made n*gga, crib came with a maid
If I don't do nothin' else, b*tch, I'ma get paid
Move wrong and bruh'll put his pistol on you, temp fade
Before I be a rap n*gga, I'm back on Miller full of weight

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I'm a made n*gga, ain't no n*gga made me
I'm the dope, for me to speak, they got to pay me
Ayy, ho, I'm the G.O.A.T., he play, I put a n*gga eight feet
Send lil' bro to hit your street, yeah, sh*t'll get creep, yeah
f*ck n*gga play, I bet we beat him like a slave
Soon as I signed, I went and bought so many K's
Demon out the window, love to let his chopper spray
Show 'em what it's hittin' for, we get n*ggas out the way
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