You wouldve thought we made it up Hook (Big Sean) (2x) man I was made to be greater Made for the grind Made for the lights Made for the shine Big Sean
there, posted on that 5 9 I got a burner in my lap at all times And a bag of sticky icky green limes I'm a block burner like Lil' Wayne, revisin' the game like King
God body You can fit the whole sun, moon and star in You starvin' for more lyrics I know Steady robbin' all them lyrics I flow I'm Sadamin' all you
Cool J as he would say I'm a G.O.A.T. And for those of y'all who don't know what a G.O.A.T. is, it means the "Greatest Of All-Time", and I consider
And if the shoe fits I'll wear it But if it don't Then y'all will Swallow the truth Grin and bear it Now who's these King of these rude Ludicrous lucrative
hustle (hustle) Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme) From the muscle kid I'm one of the illets of all time I swing from chandeliers and wall climb And specialize in warfares of all
drives your body into recall Cause sooner or later then hangman will call And I'll be right there with him, black suit and all So you made ?humafisto
[Intro] My name is [rewinds] my name is And we've made a wild and wonderful record for you We will tell you all kinds of things to do and be and you can
They just keep on killing and killing They sort of develop a taste for blood Yeah, that's right, they kill one man or kill ten It's all the same after all
the NARC's when we start invading I copped the license and registration, to cock and aiming It's all entertainment and all my **** made it We hard body like Wu-Tang and Iron
, Starks the King Hit the block and still scraped up, eighty beans How you like them apples? My technique is Taye Diggs Your attitude is right, that's why I made
(Sometimes I feel like a motherless child) (Yo yo guzzlin' forties, let's get it on fella, no doubt) The wiley Wu Tang comes back, Iron Man strikes back
paper chase motivated I ain't the one to play with These cats get set ablaze You can't have it y'all way but I'd rather parlay Just smoke OG and get cabbage all
O If that was me I'd a been okay though The very next day I gave Russell a ring With J.L. and Omar we all called don king I said, "Yeah, don I got a
makin' records, I ain't made no money Yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my fourth album I ain't made a dime yet This nigga made one album
a brand new Mac) (A few jump offs, some Dom's, some beer, and the crack) I'm outside on the streets, just holdin' it down (I'm in jail pumpin' iron,
retreated The game is wounded, I stood and watched while they beat it My culture starved, I refused to feed it They sold you for a dollar like slaves in iron
fly man I wished that you seen her Said they had a scheme but nobody believed her No real job cause she stay in the streets Gina did nails but her love made
