Ya Boy - Made It lyrics

rate me

I do it like it’s sposed to be done

My life a movie bitch your nigga life a rerun

Underground’s lurking bra, alert me if you peep one

Flex my rip tattoo until the days I be gone

Friday night vegas trips, Miami by the top of the week

Never sold a record baby tell me who hotter than me

I heard you ain’t shit till you fuck a rnb bitch

That’s why I be the rocker and guess who he with

Got the sweet little d bone and some street shit

I dog all of these bitches if the leash fit

You niggas love hoes, I’m fucking club hoes

Give them something to talk about

And watch my buzz grow

[Chorus]

I know I sound kinda slur but I’m faded

Back from my high ... out in Vegas, with stilettos

Swear to god I tipped and left with the waitress

Never sold a record but I’m living like I made it

Living like I made it

Got a couple haters

That’s only cause the bitches

They like think that I’m the greatest

I ain’t gotta say shit and you ain’t gotta play this

I never sold a unit but I’m living like I made it

Living like I made the bet

Really I just made a grand

Nigga I just sold the cute peach to that Jamaican man

Too trapaholic from the era of the double up

Tryina have the streets but in ... for the summer up

You would think it’s Christmas,

They put me on they wish list

I love my main bitch, my young bitch

And my mistress

Hunned pounds lift this, hunned rounds get flipped

We don’t like them, they don’t like us

We some misfits

Lots of jewelry slick rick

I be on some pimp shit

But you would think I sold more records than Limp Bizkit

I ain’t with that kid shit

Baby only kids did

Got the grapes swishly,

Fried like a fish tea

Neck and my wrist lit, mean to make sure it stay that way

People see me balling, no motherfucking fade away

Stay into myself, friends bad for my health

And I’ll be damned if I let a nigga put me on the shelf

Do you hear me?

[Chorus]

I know I sound kinda slur but I’m faded

Back from my high ... out in Vegas, with stilettos

Swear to god I tipped and left with the waitress

Never sold a record but I’m living like I made it

Living like I made it

Got a couple haters

That’s only cause the bitches

They like think that I’m the greatest

I ain’t gotta say shit and you ain’t gotta play this

I never sold a unit but I’m living like I made it.