Made Me lyrics

by

Anti Da Menace


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah

[Verse 1]
Say migo, please bring me some kilos
She say, "I can't lay with you Anti, 'cause you too evil"
You say you a bird, b*tch, I'm tryna shoot an eagle
n*gga, what's the word? I be stomping with some creatures
I'm the reaper, creeper, put that boy to sleeper
I just pop a pill and smoke a blunt, it make me geeker
Walk n*gga time and leave some chalk, n*gga
Money stashed away so I don't be worried 'bout what I bought, n*gga
Let's get fly today, let's make all these n*ggas cry today
Better not play with me, lil' boy, I buy your b*tch somе lingerie
Boy, you bettеr know, put that lil' ho in a finger fold
Time to send her back, she keep talking 'bout that she want some more, go
Let down your window, let that b*tch blow, shoot them n*ggas at the CITGO
Time to send them boys to hell, double back and drop some shells
I'ma blow his brains out, your dreads gon' be everywhere
We be spinning through that b*tch, I swear them n*ggas never there

[Chorus]
Rockabye baby, drugs got me crazy
Better not say a thing about that field 'cause that sh*t made me
I won't let it phase me, these n*ggas are acting shady
Plus I'm having dope like it's the two thousand and eighties
Rockabye baby, drugs got me crazy
Better not say a thing about that field 'cause that sh*t made me
I won't let it phase me, these n*ggas are acting shady
Plus I'm having dope like it's the two thousand and eighties
[Verse 2]
I start sneaking out the window
Found the plug then bought a 'stendo
f*cked around and bought some ranks
Walked to the store and bought a blank
And plus, me and my mans got a blick, you know we on the hunt
I can't let my mama see my stick, I hid it in the cut
Growing up in the hood smoking woods, that sh*t was really rough
Back and forth to metro, told my grandma I don't give a f*ck
High speed getaway, mad as f*ck caught on a chase
But I'm thinking, "sh*t, I get a bond, I'm getting out anyway"
We can shoot out any day, once again, I'm renegade
Brodie got it bumping in Atlanta, he sell like ten a day
Ten bowls, b*tch, I need like ten hoes
We can't get his scrub-ass, we gon' get at his kinfolks

[Chorus]
Rockabye baby, drugs got me crazy
Better not say a thing about that field 'cause that sh*t made me
I won't let it phase me, these n*ggas are acting shady
Plus I'm having dope like it's the two thousand and eighties
Rockabye baby, drugs got me crazy
Better not say a thing about that field 'cause that sh*t made me
I won't let it phase me, these n*ggas are acting shady
Plus I'm having dope like it's the two thousand and eighties
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