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Made ****, raised way different than the average

My uncle brought his Stanley, trapped since the 70s, never ratted

It sure run in my family, when it's pressure, I don't panic

Served heroin on camera, behind rangeland in the alley

Fuck it, I gotta have it, if they grab me, then they grab me

Plus, my young **** want to quit badly but don't nothing else make him happy

Want me to encourage him with words but ain't nothing better than examples

Plus, I can show you better than I can tell you about that action

Before I was a rapper, I was rapping French Montana

A bitch think she want a street **** till she got him

I may get Glo or Sexy Redd and let her have it

Fuck her two, three days, I ain't arguing with you, bae, I'm outside getting in traffic

Know I'm Mr. Make it Happen, Mr. 70 Under The Mattress

When I first started rapping, Mr. Monday, Wednesday, Saturday

I ain't pray to God to get it, but I'll take it once I got it

I told her this lil' thirty touch down, Thursday, I'm moving to Atlanta

I come from watching NOLA, hit his bag to serve his daddy

I'm so much of a factor, he had it on him, still was lackin'

You told me what you asked when you stood close to me, we family

I'm annoyed I just went cold turkey off boy, my mind been scattered

You know if you just asked me, I would've told you how it happened

And the fact I thought you actually loved me back is what's making me madder

The fact that I'll still answer, you called me back is what's making me madder

I hope me showin' love, giving a hug ain't how it happened

I hope me thinking it's love going out to the club ain't how it happened

I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened

You know lock it in in blood, if it mean forever, life and after

Got me thinking 'bout Young Thug, after all he did for them, they still ratted

Know them words bubbed and platted in the paperwork, they stamped it

My jersey in the rafters, I'm a Hall of Fame captain

My name platinum, they can't take that one

But fuck 'em if they could, know my face card good

I been straight since I paid eight hund' off nuns

I came up off crumbs, make that cake taste good

Take drugs, take hits, do your shit, I don't judge

I did what I done off the strength off the love

Let you run off on my plug, fuck 'em, he ain't one of us

No new members in the club, had to be down in that mud

When my arm was in that rex, like a Barney puppet show for my son

When it mattered who you was, or what you got or what you done

Your name had to rung in the trenches where you from

I'ma reminisce just 'cause it'll never be how it was

When we was all running, make you happy I quit rapping

And the fact I thought you actually loved me back is what's making me madder

The fact that I'll still answer, you called me back is what's making me madder

I hope me showin' love, giving a hug ain't how it happened

I hope me thinking it's love going out to the club ain't how it happened

I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened

I hope me thinking its love going out to the club is how it happened

I hope you saying it's straight but holding a grudge ain't how it happened