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king louie - made music lyrics

made sh-t man
just make it
cause, cau..cause i can make it
i made it because i’m made
you feel me? sh-t bigger than me man
huh, mubu , lu lu
made music cloud nine b-tch
roll up, roll up, roll up

ever since youngan i’ve been made
get it on your own and you need none
i’ve know i been grown but i live young
forever i ride boss with no rims on
all about my money i’m hands on
on instangram to see what the fans on
p-ssy n-gga i may put hands on
or pay somebody to get that man gone
the devil is a liar i know that
but sins kept me with a dough rack
my mama need some help let her hold that
i feel like i’m a man
i’m a oldest
my uncle gone he understood me
it hurt me when i think where i shoulde be
but 6 feet is where i could be
i hustle cause l she need me
she love to see daddy on tv
the party rocking girls is breezy
since day 1 i ain’t been a dummy
i’m patient cause the money is coming
but fast money it keep coming
my n-ggas take lives on sunday
i live like everybody go die one day
any every day to me is that one day
i spending money fast, i can’t die with it
a b-tch ain’t really sh-t but i hit it
take her to the spot let the gods hit it
and he was ok till them shots hit’em
it’s really f-cked up how them shots did’em
but f-ck n-ggas get what they got coming
he tried to shoot back he died drumming
i ain’t died yet, i’m here four something
i’m with three b-tches foursome
and i’m off the sh-ts i need more gum
to me these rap n-ggas is horrible
i spit that real sh-t to do drugs to
let the drugs do what the drugs do
closed casket what the snug do
the good die young i’m being bad
everyday more luggage, we checking bags
my n-ggas popping off cause they paper, gl-ss
the fiends came back cause the base was gl-ss
cruising in the foreign while facing gas
no destination just wasting gas
man go get your chick fo’ some face and -ss
stay away from f-ck n-ggas they make me mad
b-tch acting phony don’t make me brag
r-i-p my homies i miss them n-ggas
free all of my homies i miss them n-ggas
double f-ck a snitch hope a bullet hit him
he run to fast let the bullets catch him
that n-gga was shocked when them bullets met him
n-ggers sneak this with some bullet settle

- king louie lyrics

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