Torch - I Got It Made lyrics

rate me

I ain’t a buyer, I’m a supplier, numero uno

My rims match the Porsche, my car plan uno

Now I understand I got to give this speech

My old click mayonnaise, real quick to squeeze

No leeches or maggots, them specialist niggas running

Far spitting bar for far, I’d like to speak to these youngsters

Most of them soft, all the robbing and killing ain’t close to fam

Talking … them niggas known for that

20 gram mule with a leather strap, you rob me, enough of that

Think if I win at least you know what I got

She get away then bring your arms back holding my watch

Talented, gifted ain’t the word, ex jack boys still in the shop lifting birds

An ideal verb, Spielberg, how I paint a portrait

I don’t stunt on my fam, I stunt on who can’t afford it

Make ‘em taste it, never settle for basics

Yeah, I made it, but compared to Gates, I ain’t got it major

My major finance is in the school of hard knocks

Limbo, is balling till my heart stops

Benz buy your balling and they hard top

Oh, I got the tart drop, haters wanna call the cops

Bad bitches see me, they just wanna ride

I be cool with it, baby, I just wanna slide

Pulling panties to the side, change the whole perspective

Make it hard for whoever you’re having sex with

You ain’t old, man nothing in life ain’t free

Death by suffocation, tough, no AC

Torch, turning the heat on you suckers

Yeah, I got it made, bitch