Made It

Lyrics

[Chorus: Derez De'Sean] In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?] Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?] A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it But nigga I made it Nigga I made it I made it Nigga I made it [Verse 1: Derez De'Sean] This shit amazing Nigga I made it Lately I been watching my friends Can't be no Abraham Linkon Niggas tryna catch me slippin Niggas tryna catch me slippin Niggas tryna come and sneak Niggas crippin on a Crip I been dancing with the [?] And lately I been fighting demons [?] shooter with me [?] left [?] myself [?] [?] myself [?] help [?] crystal meth I taste it off a bitch's breath I taste the molly in the pussy [?] pussy Lying, sneaking, caught him looking Everything he had, I took it Street family out in Brooklyn I got [?] in the kitchen cooking I got young niggas in the bushes [?] Derez De'Sean! [Chorus: Derez De'Sean] In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?] Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?] A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it But nigga I made it Nigga I made it I made it Nigga I made it [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] I said these niggas steady looking for me When they see me [?] In the kitchen like I'm cooking something Broke nigga looking sick or something I keep it up on me [?] Caut him slippin, had to stick up homie Foreign outside, sticker on it Married to the money, no matrimony Pink slip, a nigga actually on Roles Royce, double S on it Came up quick, stashed the phone Hate them niggas with a [?] [?] action [?] If that was me, [?] Bad bitch [?] Fucked her [?] Styrophome full of codeine Addicted to it like a dope feend St. [?] no [?] Smoked him before he smoked me I can't reply to like every bitch I can't reply to like every diss Rat facts, he on every list This money on me, get him buried quick [Chorus: Derez De'Sean] In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?] Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?] A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it But nigga I made it Nigga I made it I made it Nigga I made it [Verse 3: Young Greatness] Came up from the corner I put money in the shoebox Addicted to fuck up the commas [?] just to kill all the drama I know that they mention my name I tell them niggas come and get me [?] for no man Hustle hard for the cheese Tryna take my son to school [?] fuck up the news Bout to try and get some bread I'm just tryna make a way I'm just tryna [?] I'm just tryna see the days I'm just tryna ride the waves I'm just tryna [?] Everyday I'm going hard on a bitch, and I been tryna run my kitchen Haters could try to stop me, Imma drop his ass like he fucked with my sister This for my dirty money This for my dirty [Chorus: Derez De'Sean] In my city, it ain't no handouts or no favors So when shit get bad, I [?] like a [?] Moving these bags, the police keep tryna invade us And I'm just tryna keep on all of the lights and the cable A lot of the niggas I thought was 100 was [?] A lot of the bitches I thought really loved me was fake A lot of this shit, can't believe [?] too crazy I can't [?] this shit, I didn't think I would make it But nigga I made it Nigga I made it I made it Nigga I made it