Self Made

[Intro]

Heh, what is this?

Maybach Music!

I like this Maybach Music

Sweet!

[Interlude: Rick Ross, Teedra Moses & Wale]

Huh (Ooh, ah, ah)

"Self Made" (Ooh, ooh)

Gotta handle your own

M-M-Maybach Music (Ah)

J-J-J-Just Blaze (Uh)

I'ma handle mine (Ah)

Huh (Look, yeah)

[Verse 1: Wale & Rick Ross]

They tried and tell me I don't fit up in this muh'fucker

Cause Rozay be talkin' white, he think he Uncle Ruckus (Huh)

I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget

And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with (Huh)

You by the cooler, yeah you niggas don't get no tick

Bitch I think I'm Teen Wolf, dog nigga, ballin' bitch (Huh)

Fly as Ricky Steamboat, me and my Moschino

I dont wear no 501's, thousand dollar jeans flow (Woo)

It's funny how Pucci made all the snakes gone (Woo)

I'm winning cause Ricky made my mistakes known (Woo)

It's funny that since I put this chain on

These bitches appear quicker than State Farm (Woo)

Wale Folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Weed I can't pronounce, man this shit would leave Rosetta stoned

This man can single handedly save the culture (Huh)

You got no spark, you need some lighter, man you Sammy Sosa

So get it right, okay you ballin' and I'm with the owners

You know my drive is retarded like I'm riding doughnuts

Picture me rollin', young, handsome and focused

Got that vision of Pac although I'm branded as Oprah

Michelangelo portrait meet Maya Angelou notebook

Michael Jordan performance nigga, I actually all of it (Woo)

Yeah, I'm just a poet with some hangtime (Woo)

I don't really Shakespeare, I just shake dice (Huh)

Miami nights, made a couple grand (Right)

Private plane, TSA can kiss my ass (Haha)

Lord forgive me, I'm trying, know I ain't living right (Huh)

But this card I'm trickin' with got no limit, right?

In this life, you dead wrong or ain't living right

They on my ass like a center, make them take a hike

Good night, good night

[Interlude: Rick Ross & Meek Mill]

All we wanted was a opportunity

Lord knows!

It's MMG baby, the Dream Team

Better believe

[Verse 2: Meek Mill, Rick Ross & Both]

Uh, I made it myself, guess I'm self made (Huh)

Fire starter, put me anywhere, I just blaze

Dropped out of school, never made it to the 12th grade

I'm so fucking raw, haters hoping that I catch AIDS (Woo)

Motivated just from being broke (Woo)

Had a dream like Martin Luther, little bit of hope

Say if Rosa never rose, Malcolm never spoke

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Instead they locked me in a cell just for sellin' dope

When people told me I was high, used to tell 'em, "No"

Cause I was never hesitant to represent

Devil knocking at the door screaming, "Let me in"

Tell the owner hit the lights when we stepping in

Charlie Sheen on them haters, they don't wanna let me win

Nah, niggas they don't wanna let me win

But I'ma build it ground up (Let's begin)

I kill these rappers early in the game, abortion

Spit a verse like lemme get ya fam, extortion

Send these niggas back to when they came, deportion

Make 'em forfeit and I'm Porsche'in', 600 horses

911, somebody call 'em

Kemba Walker, cross 'em over, somebody fallin'

Jump back, I hit the shot, somebody ballin'

I'm at the dealer and I hear that Maserati callin'

Black and white diamonds looking like my neck be vollyballin'

And this presi lookin like somebody pottied on it

I don't gotta join Illuminati just to get a new Bugatti

I'm just ridin', I done put a thousand miles on my body

I'm gone

[Interlude: Rick Ross & Pill]

Born to win (Look around)

From the projects to the penthouse

Our vision never changed, we self made

Count that up, huh!

Hahaha, self made, self paid man

P-I double L in the building (ATL)

Go get yo motherfuckin' roll on

[Verse 3: Pill & Rick Ross]

8 in the morning when that street clock bust, kitchen overload

Door knobs turns, the aisle burn, baking soda pour

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

The profit margins increase, exit the V with my gun out

Outwitted, outfoxed, you overmatched

House hidden, drop tops, the sofas match

This is fine dine take out, first date make out

Diamonds blind the lens and cameramen on the stakeout

As I enter the steakhouse, pockets on humongo

Philosophical drought-a, in Prada, wild as the Congo

Africana, black as Ghana be my attire

Mary water, marijuana stick to get higher

Yes, we blow stress through the vents of the Marriott (Huh)

We self made, carry on while we carry out (Huh)

[Outro: Rick Ross]

If I woke up tomorrow and didn't have a dollar

As long as I have my heart, I can get it all over

Dream Team, we the '93 Chicago Bulls baby

The lovely Teedra Moses, Self Made

M-M-Maybach Music