Super sonics
Ya, ya ya
Ran in circles Ran it up
Easter pink double cups
To the face double blunts
Kicking shit double punt
This is the shit I was made for
This is the shit I would pray for
Say I deserve it don't say more
Had to go get it couldn't wait for it
And we lit like a BIC
Take the fame leave the rich
This is the shit I was made for
This is the shit I would pray for
Said I deserve it don't say more
Had to go get it couldn't wait for it
Skipped school cause of dirty kicks
Before Soulja k had a dirty stick
Back when I lived wit my granny
When pops had to work in that pantry
Plus I would fight wit my pops then
I hated the shit that we lived in
Plus I thought mama ain't know shit
Sit and think 'bout the shit that she told me
Fuck it the struggle is what made us
And rapping ain't make me, it saved us
When radio stations ain't play us
When I step out the city they hate us
And when I say us, ain't no group shit
Just me and my people, no room bitch
So how the fuck niggas made me?
Can't show no love they'll play me
Ain't give me shit and it's cool now
Tables turn and them niggas need you now
Cause I put the fire in them too
Plus I made you bitch so don't act new
Y'all here for the gossip we know the truth
IG at the bottom you see the proof
Relaying the message I said that
And ain't no reverse I reset that
Ran in circles Ran it up
Easter pink double cups
To the face double blunts
Kicking shit double punt
This is the shit I was made for
This is the shit I would pray for
Said I deserve it don't say more
Had to go get it couldn't wait for it
And we lit like a BIC
Take the fame leave the rich
This is the shit I was made for
This is the shit I would pray for
Said I deserve it don't say more
Had to go get it couldn't wait for it
Now we just showing there after
When it's like nothing else matters
Just like the before and after pics
Keep asking me where we go after this
We beat the odds it can't get harder
Ain't ask for help, yeah I'm just like my father
Start seeing paper start seeing problems
Niggas wit money yea money niggas is starvin
Move from the hood now to marble floors
We rolled down windows just to open doors
No silver spoon yeah my shit plastic
Free lunch at school that shit was nasty
Still cook my noodles over the stove
Still heat the dope it's over the stove
Ain't nothing change but the kicks and clothes
Posted on the net now my pics goals
Started with nothing now look at me
Yeah that made me humble it's meant to be
We all got to eat ain't no other way
Yeah we was just broke yeah the other day
Pray to the man for that outcome that income and that dream
The dinero and that moolah and fendi of the cream
Ran in circles Ran it up
Easter pink double cups
To the face double blunts
Kicking shit double punt
This is the shit I was made for
This is the shit I would pray for
Said I deserve it, don't say more
Had to go get it, couldn't wait for it
And we lit like a BIC
Take the fame leave the rich
This is the shit I was made for
This is the shit I would pray for
Said I deserve it don't say more
Had to go get it, couldn't wait for it
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