Made a Mark...

Lyrics

[Intro] Yuh, aye, yuh [Hook] Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that It's respect on my name, now they big mad North Atlanta, where them drug dealers buy zips at A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga, I'm is that I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out You don't listen to my music, you just missin' out [Verse 1: Quentin Miller] And we sell verses with the discounts, come get it now I might slide through for a sec', might be in and out Might just stay awhile, if that check right I'm sittin down Dom, Kay and them gon' link me when I'm in the town Mac already off in Baldwin Hills, he chillin' now Juice, yuh Pun intended, I feel like 2Pac how I'm gettin' round I'm up now, like Up Like Pixar, no kiddin' round, it's fuck ya'll, no trust No convo, no figurin' out, ya dig? [Hook] Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that It's respect on my name, now they big mad North Atlanta, where them drug dealers buy zips at A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga, I'm is that I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out If you don't listen to my music, then you missin' out If you don't listen to my shit then you missin' out, nigga [Verse 2: TheCoolisMac] In LA, they callin' me country, you know how that go East side nigga, be full honest, I had hella hoes Keep that old school, like cat piss and optimals Hotter than volcano flows, in the Galapagos Can't stop, I'm always lookin' like I gotta go Keep this shit all the way player, that's all you gotta know Oh you new? I beat the skreet like Creed Flint OD, you tryna' hit this new weed? Heard that UTD? Baby that's nonsense Look at my fit, I need a table of contents 1317, clique tight, so be conscious And free my niggas bein' seen on some dime shit, Mac [Hook] Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that It's respect on my name, now they big mad North Atlanta, where them drug dealers buy zips at A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga, I'm is that I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out If you don't listen to my music, then you missin' out If you don't listen to my shit then you missin' out, nigga [Outro] Heh heh heh