Made Man

[Intro]

Ayy Will

Oh, it's just like that nigga

Get me in my mood, yeah

Yeah

[Verse]

I told little Cuz, you gotta take your time wit' it

I could cook a slab and a half, gimme nine minutes

I'm the back of the back of that fucker, gotta climb in it

I'm hangin' out the window wit' that bitch, you gon' know I'm in it

Jump out the car and walk you down, nigga you gon' know I did it

Put money on my old man's head like I had no idea

My momma ask me how I go to sleep at night

Easy, pistol underneath the pillow, baby, I'm gon' squeeze it tight

I look in the mirror, I see other niggas and that's why Ion be fuckin' wit' em

They know I got that fucker on me, that's why they don't be fuckin' wit' me

My manager tell me to rap, my neighborhood pullin' me back

I love them boys, I ain't turnin' my back, I'm battlin' my conscious bad

All I wanna do is rob, all I wanna do is serve

Yeah, I'm in the stu' now, but I'd rather stand on the curb

Cuz facetimed the other day, he had a half a bird

I almost told his ass I'm on my way, I had to fight the urge

Check for a nigga like before you ever see me write a verse

I'm quick, draw McGraw wit' the rod, I'm gon' light it first

A nig' play wit' my brother, that's a sad story

Lamar jump out the bushes wit' that rock, that shit back shorty

I point the finger, a nigga get gone

You know what type of shit I'm on, you know who shot your partner, nigga

Just stop me when I'm lyin', nigga

These niggas makin' stats and shit

The MAC'll make you backward flip, I'm finna up the stats, what's this?

Not for the 'Gram, I get active wit'

Put a bitch in the casket quick, tell a opp ''Eat a bag of dicks''

I gave auntie a bag of sniff

In the boat doin' magic tricks

They say Pap got a flashy wrist

Yeah, she fine, she a nasty bitch

I'm in the coupe goin' fast as shit, and slow the shit the fuck down

Auntie call me, I'm like ''What now?''

Forever loaded, I can't run out

Niggas show out when the sun out

Late night crack out wit' my gun out

We jump out the car and run down (Ayy, come here Cuz)

Talk that shit now, 5.56 bullets, these big rounds

.308 out the back in the car, blackout

This my life, ain't nothin' to cap out

Lot of these niggas be makin' shit up

These niggas even makin' hits up

We knocked your man down, he can't get up

Fuck the judge and the DA

Bitch, I'm John Gotti wit' the steam, my last case, they got lucky

Get my motherfuckin' lawyer, I don't wanna hear what you got for me

[Outro]

Listen my nigga

I don't give a fuck what happened

Just don't go out like Sammy the Bull, on God