Madd that I made it
And I keep it gangsta
Madd that I
I done heard it all by now my nigga I ain't really in the mood
I can feel they jealousy as soon as I step in the room
I ain't gon lie to get here sometimes I bent the rules
But where was they at when I had my mugshot up in the news
They see all of my interviews and think they know my inner views
They salty I leave an impact on the culture, win or lose
Can't do it like I do it can't even fit a foot my shoes
And I'm to big too worry bout something that's so miniscule
They should be thanking me instead hatin my success
Can beat em then join em is you cowards only option left
Str8 out the fire ain't gon find too many as hot as this
My side chick make yo main hoe become our bitch
Barely notice niggaz but they say I'm on a power trip
I stay 10 toes down out here I don't know how to slip
My off button permanently broke, I don't know how to quit
These critics mad that I made it but I'm extremely proud that
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
Ain't never been a dummy, never did what the dummies did
I be outside but only where the real money is
Niggas stopped talkin after my 1st 100 grand
I told em after that I might quit, but hey, here I am
Eagle in the stash and I'm nice wit da hand to hand
You don't wanna see me on the creep or man two man
Don't act brave homie, you're not an Atlanta fan
I keep that hardware you better stick to the planogram
You'll be on Instagram, shaderoom, tmz
But I ain't bout to make you scammerz famous from you baiting me
If you wanted to get my attention you should be thanking me
Instead of hating me I coulda took you to where the makers meet
You would rather be a lowlife, smelling like cigarettes
Can't beat me or outsmart me you ain't got enough intellect
They rubberneckin my progress call 911 there's been a wreck
If u mad I made it you should disconnect your internet nigga
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
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Madd that I made it
And I keep it gangsta
Madd that I
I done heard it all by now my nigga I ain't really in the mood
I can feel they jealousy as soon as I step in the room
I ain't gon lie to get here sometimes I bent the rules
But where was they at when I had my mugshot up in the news
They see all of my interviews and think they know my inner views
They salty I leave an impact on the culture, win or lose
Can't do it like I do it can't even fit a foot my shoes
And I'm to big too worry bout something that's so miniscule
They should be thanking me instead hatin my success
Can beat em then join em is you cowards only option left
Str8 out the fire ain't gon find too many as hot as this
My side chick make yo main hoe become our bitch
Barely notice niggaz but they say I'm on a power trip
I stay 10 toes down out here I don't know how to slip
My off button permanently broke, I don't know how to quit
These critics mad that I made it but I'm extremely proud that
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
Ain't never been a dummy, never did what the dummies did
I be outside but only where the real money is
Niggas stopped talkin after my 1st 100 grand
I told em after that I might quit, but hey, here I am
Eagle in the stash and I'm nice wit da hand to hand
You don't wanna see me on the creep or man two man
Don't act brave homie, you're not an Atlanta fan
I keep that hardware you better stick to the planogram
You'll be on Instagram, shaderoom, tmz
But I ain't bout to make you scammerz famous from you baiting me
If you wanted to get my attention you should be thanking me
Instead of hating me I coulda took you to where the makers meet
You would rather be a lowlife, smelling like cigarettes
Can't beat me or outsmart me you ain't got enough intellect
They rubberneckin my progress call 911 there's been a wreck
If u mad I made it you should disconnect your internet nigga
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
And I keep it gangsta
Madd that I
I done heard it all by now my nigga I ain't really in the mood
I can feel they jealousy as soon as I step in the room
I ain't gon lie to get here sometimes I bent the rules
But where was they at when I had my mugshot up in the news
They see all of my interviews and think they know my inner views
They salty I leave an impact on the culture, win or lose
Can't do it like I do it can't even fit a foot my shoes
And I'm to big too worry bout something that's so miniscule
They should be thanking me instead hatin my success
Can beat em then join em is you cowards only option left
Str8 out the fire ain't gon find too many as hot as this
My side chick make yo main hoe become our bitch
Barely notice niggaz but they say I'm on a power trip
I stay 10 toes down out here I don't know how to slip
My off button permanently broke, I don't know how to quit
These critics mad that I made it but I'm extremely proud that
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
Ain't never been a dummy, never did what the dummies did
I be outside but only where the real money is
Niggas stopped talkin after my 1st 100 grand
I told em after that I might quit, but hey, here I am
Eagle in the stash and I'm nice wit da hand to hand
You don't wanna see me on the creep or man two man
Don't act brave homie, you're not an Atlanta fan
I keep that hardware you better stick to the planogram
You'll be on Instagram, shaderoom, tmz
But I ain't bout to make you scammerz famous from you baiting me
If you wanted to get my attention you should be thanking me
Instead of hating me I coulda took you to where the makers meet
You would rather be a lowlife, smelling like cigarettes
Can't beat me or outsmart me you ain't got enough intellect
They rubberneckin my progress call 911 there's been a wreck
If u mad I made it you should disconnect your internet nigga
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
My critics mad that I made it
I done switched up the drip and niggaz is outdated
My critics mad that I made it
Left the lot in a foreign they still pushing they Bae whip
My critics made that I made it
I'm a young rich nigga and I, keep it, gangsta
My critics mad that I made it
Imma let em stay mad cus it ain't gone change shyt
Writer: Dominic Foster
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