Made Me (feat. NoCap)

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) Yeah You don't trust 'em, gotta play 'em close It be the ones you love the most Two guns just like Rambo, Lord, Lord, Lord Yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout Shaq shoe, that shit that I stand on I put this on my grandma, Lord, Lord, Lord Hard times made me I wanna leave the street, but I can't lie, that's who raised me I ain't tell my daughter I been losin' my patience Tryna go to Heaven, but my car it came from Satan (Yeah) In '22, I had a baby I'm chasin' M&Ms, but I ain't tryna get Slim Shady These niggas was feminine so I'm just tryna see who raised 'em I swear my life was hard, this shit was harder than thе pavement Yeah, had to sleep in cars, swеar I did that shit for days, huh Robbin' everybody like this shit run in my veins, yeah I can be the bank, but Hunxho still'll never change, yeah I went paid bond before I ever bought a chain Street nigga, bought a 'Cat, but I ain't get it in my name, yeah These boys like Godzilla, name bigger than my gang They flippin' any car, so ain't no swervin' in my lane Tried to give me seven years, but I can't serve it, that's a shame (damn, that's a shame) You don't trust 'em, gotta play 'em close It be the ones you love the most Two guns just like Rambo, Lord, Lord, Lord Yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout Shaq shoe, that shit that I stand on I put this on my grandma, Lord, Lord, Lord Hard times made me I wanna leave the street, but I can't lie, that's who raised me I ain't tell my daughter I been losin' my patience Tryna go to Heaven, but my car, it came from Satan Hellcats and Demons Check on the smoke and they say everything okay with us Last night I talked to God, he told me I don't pray enough And fuck them fake friends, I don't feel they real as us Didn't hold me down, they tried they best to try to hold me up I seen this before, I think I'm workin' on my third life Drive that Lambo how I want, I just took it through the red light I come out that gutter where it ain't no love at Where niggas kill they homies that they growed up with But never killed an opp, that's just some shit I don't get Nigga tried to up on Wop, got hit up with his own blick If it ain't on me, it's close to me, I know niggas'll snake me Get my homie back for these diamonds, I promise I'll take it Brand new foreigns all through the hood to see my auntie Know she love to see me shinin', yeah, yeah Damn near gave up on that same block, can you blame me? Is I'm livin' or dyin'? Yeah, yeah You don't trust 'em, gotta play 'em close It be the ones you love the most Two guns just like Rambo, Lord, Lord, Lord Yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout Shaq shoe, that shit that I stand on I put this on my grandma, Lord, Lord, Lord Hard times made me I wanna leave the street, but I can't lie, that's who raised me I ain't tell my daughter I been losin' my patience Tryna go to Heaven, but my car, it came from Satan (Lord, Lord, Lord)