Self Made

(Hook)

Man I go hard, live young, die alone

Too many bad bitches, I don’t ever check my phone

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

YMC king, sitting on the throne

My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I’m gone

Everything with me right, if you don’t fuck with me then you wrong

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own

(Verse)

We go hard nigga, way harder than yall niggas

Find me up in the mall nigga, probably blowin racks on your broad nigga

Tryna heat it up, all on my D Wade shit

New kicks, can’t find, he’s an East Bay bitch

Got a daughter now, gotta make my daughter proud

In Ohio, do you know how much respect I get?

Got here all by myself

With no assistance, with no help

Pretty’s giving all these new rappers so much height

When these motherfuckers ain’t even done nothin yet

Last week I made 100 flat

I’m sellin out shows, I was in Japan

They don’t even speak my language

But the motherfuckers know who I am

Niggas cryin broke on that TO shit

Man west flow, I’m on my CEO shit

All this gold I got on me, don’t I look like C3PO bitch?

(Hey, look at me)

Mind on my cheddar, I got paper on my mind

Murda rappers for a living and you next up in line

In equisals with a bitch, then you know that she a diamond

All it take is one call, so don’t you get outta line (sucka!)

We getting it, now what the fuck yall doin?

Cash money, young money, bitch we fuckin do it

(Hook)

Man I go hard, live young, die alone

Too many bad bitches, I don’t ever check my phone

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

YMC king, sitting on the throne

My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I’m gone

Everything with me right, if you don’t fuck with me then you wrong

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own

(Verse)

Mob livin, painting my city on my ceiling

We ain’t trippin, we just trickin, tax cash money endless

Whole team winnin, sees Versace in em

License plates say you so crazy they think Martin in it

You watch yo limit to fly, nigga I’m an attendant

Don’t play me hard, I keep a shot, give her the rainis

One pop hop, fakes gathered a real pop up

Man we don’t care about you or your crew, word to papa

Sayin shit that you got every day a different watch

Cartier, call the cops, sweepin these niggas like where’s the mop?

Pull off the top, closer to God

Stash in the glove box

This will knock yo head off, you can call it body crop

Photo shop, quiet, I’m the shtt like a soda pop

Call me Georgia stadium, yea I get that dome a lot

Okay, young with money, cash money ha

You don’t know about it, come and find out

(Hook)

Man I go hard, live young, die alone

Too many bad bitches, I don’t ever check my phone

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

YMC king, sitting on the throne

My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I’m gone

Everything with me right, if you don’t fuck with me then you wrong

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own

(Verse)

Yall know who it is! Let em know

Every single time you niggas see a nigga pull up in the spot

How about it when I come in and I pull up in the drop

When I come in and I cock and pull the trigger and then I pop

Yea, nigga see I’m doing it again

God in the flesh and I’m killin

I’mma move it, I’m more calm than I’m fresh

Killin em, abusing em and beatin niggas all up in the head while I’m losin em

Back back back at it, let’s go

Everything about me be the shit you wanna get with

Niggas got my man, count my money kinds different

Fuck that, I’m about to get a little ignant

Blap! Ah nigga, never mind, let it blow

Looks it when yo nigga shine with a glow

Man you probably need to go and get up here and change

I know what you’re gleaming, I know what you’re gleamin

I’m with you by the nigga though

Damn, mm mm, you don’t really wanna do that nigga

Fall back come come now now

Trust me, violent my little bro and I won’t be the nigga out for my nigga Bow Wow

The merry the body, in one of my compounds

Yall know what they do

Motherfucker better bow down!

And let me get my money up

Every weird bitch, even when I’m travellin to Moscow

When I get up on these records and I spit

It be soundin like a nigga getting beat up with a shovel

YMCMB!

Just brought a nigga in, now all of the motherfuckers in trouble

When yall niggas get up on records

It be soundin like yall niggas do a lot of soft right after

You see a motherfucker like me come through

Yall niggas stay, say enough and buh!

(Hook)

Man I go hard, live young, die alone

Too many bad bitches, I don’t ever check my phone

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

YMC king, sitting on the throne

My shit the bomb, wake up early, getting it, I’m gone

Everything with me right, if you don’t fuck with me then you wrong

I ball hard, man I’m in my zone

Self-made nigga, yea I did it on my own