SELF MADE (2025)

Lyrics

[Chorus] Self made, made man, I'm my own man Need no nigga to shoot for me, do my own spin Ain't no nigga recruitin' with me, got my own bands Fly out the country, we change up the plans Three bitches with me, they speak what they sayin' "Mac Critter, Hendrix don't know nothin' 'bout English" Threw the money, I be tryin' not to think it Dope-boy, bitch, got a house on my pinky She suckin' dick, lookin' at me, ain't blinkin' Purple and yellow, you know what I'm drinkin' Pretty ho starin', I know what she thinkin' Smashin' the gas got me sinkin' These niggas money be shrinkin' Rolls Royce, double R Ratchet bitch, fuck a star Ho fuck with me, upgrade her car Confidential, don't say what you saw Confidential, don't say what you saw "Chase him down," boy, you not gon' get far Nigga mad 'bout these bitches, that's all Spinnin' for THead and Ball Spinnin' for THead and Ball Put a nigga ass in a wall Mismatched designer, I show some to y'all Lil' nigga, come shoot out the back or you hogged Shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws Still tryna rob, lil' boy, you ain't fifty Nigga in a whole 'nother state tryna diss me Sound like a bitch, pussy boy, know you miss me Every time my check clear, I buy more switches Self made, made man, I'm my own man Need no nigga to shoot for me, do my own spin Ain't no nigga recruitin' with me, got my own bands Fly out the country, we change up the plans Three bitches with me, they speak what they sayin' "Mac Critter, Hendrix don't know nothin' 'bout English" Threw the money, I be tryin' not to think it Dope-boy, bitch, got a house on my pinky She suckin' dick, lookin' at me, ain't blinkin' Purple and yellow, you know what I'm drinkin' Pretty ho starin', I know what she thinkin' Smashin' the gas got me sinkin' These niggas money be shrinkin' Rolls Royce, double R Ratchet bitch, fuck a star Ho fuck with me, upgrade her car Confidential, don't say what you saw Confidential, don't say what you saw "Chase him down," boy, you not gon' get far Nigga mad 'bout these bitches, that's all Spinnin' for THead and Ball Spinnin' for THead and Ball Put a nigga ass in a wall Mismatched designer, I show some to y'all Lil' nigga, come shoot out the back or you hogged Shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws Still tryna rob, lil' boy, you ain't fifty Nigga in a whole 'nother state tryna diss me Sound like a bitch, pussy boy, know you miss me Every time my check clear, I buy more switches