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sle jayy - selfmade lyrics

[chours]
yea roll up gas and counting the cash
music playing loud i’m hitting the dash
when 12 come running best hide the stash
the homie tried it and he got backlash
n+gga i’ve been self+made (self made)
two+time winner in fades
sent em god ship em same day
n+gga don’t f+ck with me ion play games
i don’t play games

[verse 1]
yea i may not look, gangsta
i’m only 17 yea imma youngster
best believe i put him onna poster
homie tried to hit a l!ck
wanna be funny i turned him into the joker
i had to save myself after d rose left
not gone lie i’ve been feeling a little stressed
homie told me ill be the best of the best
now i’m living life on a quest
to honestly feel a little blessed
had to stand up and speak with my chest
smoked every night to not feel a thing
hoping one day ill hear my phone ring
hearing my n+gga voice say he okay one day i don’t gotta hear glock slang
ill talk to god bout that a whole nother day
but now ill just sit here and pray and lay
but now ill just sit here and pray and lay
[chours]
yea roll up gas and counting the cash
music playing loud i’m hitting the dash
when 12 come running best hide the stash
the homie tried it and he got backlash
n+gga i’ve been self+made (self made)
two+time winner in fades
sent em god ship em same day
n+gga don’t f+ck with me ion play games
i don’t play games

[verse 2]
to all my n+ggas up in the sky oh so high
this sh+t goes to you yea brothas fly high
trap house full of sh+t and sum bl!cks
now i gotta stand for myself
gotta be tall like the top of the shelf
beat the n+gga up with my belt
spoke on my fam had to slice the n+gga up like some ham
feed him to clique nawl this ain’t no trick
n+ggas wanna bite off my fame
treat em like a dog yea have the n+gga trained
ova here we’ll put you in a chain gang
that’s the only way you’ll ever have fame
climbing to the top iant ever gone stop
n+gga shoot at me you gone get popped(pop pop pop)
ian worried bout no n+gga but d rose
rip hommie for toling that pole
n+gga had a smile mouth full of gold
me andn my n+ggas riding around the co
bust through yo door don’t even need a key
through that b+tch back she belong to the streets
smoking sum gas letting time pass
sun come up yea time to hit the dash
but one thing is i’ve been self+made
roll that sh+t back n let it play ah
[chours]
yea roll up gas and counting the cash
music playing loud i’m hitting the dash
when 12 come running best hide the stash
the homie tried it and he got backlash
n+gga i’ve been self+made (self made)
two+time winner in fades
sent em god ship em same day
n+gga don’t f+ck with me ion play games
i don’t play games

- sle jayy lyrics

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