I Made It

Lyrics
[Intro: Propain] Yeah No indirects, no sublimes Straight to you (Straight to you, my nigga) Uh, look [Verse 1: Propain] I could see your envy (Envy), I could see your envy (Envy) You don't want me on, you rather see me with them pennies (Nah) Losin' like Penny (Penny), throw me on the sidelines Boys die tryin', tryna shade down my shine (One) One things for sure (Two), two things for certain While you was on your ass, motherfucker, I's workin' (Yeah) Starvin', hurtin (Hurtin'), grindin' with a purpose (Purpose) I spent my last dollar gettin' that project perfect (Um) Shout outs to Keno (What up?), I was on zero (Yeah) On everything my 'Lac on was on the verge of gettin' repo'd (Damn) Where the hell was you, huh? Incognito Lookin' down on me, add some fuel to your ego, yeah He know, cool, connive the whole the time though (Yes) I'm gettin' greenbacks and you still brown nosin' (Yes) The one you tried to exclude out is now chosen (Um) Ask around I'm 'bout to the be the next grind holder, yeah (Yeah) [Chorus: Jack Freeman & Propain] I know you never wanna see me shine But in the end, you'll respect my grind And it don't matter how much you hate me You can't break me Don't you see that I made it? Now you see that I made it (What up, Joe?) Can't you see that I made it? Try to hate but you see that I made it, I made it, oh (Look) [Verse 2: Propain] You're spendin' all your energy to try and ruin (Yes) What you can't so use that as a odd bloom (Yes) The same shit that made you lie, that made you cry soon (Yes) Here's a tissue for your face, keep it dry, don't ya? (Brain) Hate talk was never spoke when we faced off (Nah) Instead you's a super friend (Nigga), take that cape off (Boy) I'm from Hiram Clarke, ain't met a nigga raised south (Nah) I'm some on real life, this rap shit a cake walk (Easy) It's no secret, boy, I always know you hated (Yeah) Damn shame, real niggas not so forsaken (Damn) But it's funny 'cause despite all the codes you breakin' (Uh) I just take it all in (What?), motivation (Yeah) [Interlude: Propain] Yeah Real talk, man It's Pro' Uh, #Departure Talk to 'em, Jack [Chorus: Jack Freeman & Propain] I know you never wanna see me shine (Never) But in the end, you'll respect my grind (Uh) And it don't matter how much you hate me You can't break me Don't you see that I made it? (Yeah) Now you see that I made it (Yeah) Can't you see that I made it? Try to hate but you see that I made it (I made it), I made it (Yeah), oh [Interlude: Propain] Uh, at the same time This is more like a celebration, we don't it to seem like it's a down time Off, off the top mane, look [Verse 3: Propain] Yeah, I dedicate this liquor in my cup (Yeah) To the ones that down when a nigga up (Up) Bruh, look I'm just real with ya 'Cause when you go down, them same ones ain't gon' give a fuck (Uh) And now you wanna be my partner (Be my partner) Anything I need, now you're tellin' me, "I got ya" (I got ya) Nah, I could see the fraud in your posture (Uh) And bro taught me how to spot the real from imposters When I was down (Down), you was like my anchor (Anchor) Shame to see your own partner hate, it's painful (Damn) It's all good though (Yeah), I ain't let it bother (Nah) I grind harder, now they all yellin' out #Departure (Brain) Yeah, off the dome shit (Yeah) I grind harder, now they all yellin' out #Departure (Yeah) And understand these is feelin's kept within (From within) This ain't no diss, this the sound of revenge, nigga Yeah, and I don't even need a pen (Need a pen) Real talk, I don't even need a friend (Need a friend) [Outro: Propain] Fuck that, man (Drop Squad, Sip Tea Money, y'all niggas know what it is) #Departure (Abundance) Yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Propain
- Curt Beats