MADE4'ME Lyrics

She just wanna fuck with them niggas who tryna get the money

We them ones them niggas, them niggas who tryna get the money

I be in the studio working, just tryna get some money

Wish a nigga would run up on me and try to take it from me

Let go of my bitch for the summer, shit wasn't working for me

Now I'm in the crib what a bummer, but imma get some money

Rather chill and go chase a million, you tryn' be broke and bummy

Remember wasn't shit in the kitchen, shit hurt my fucking tummy

Tryna do more good, so I'm getting whatever's coming to me

I just can't be sitting and wishing, but still ain't getting nothing

Laid up with my bitch, I was sitting, thinking like what the fuck

I knew this bitch was tricking

You'd think I'm tripping, I know what's up

I never been a fool since I stepped in school, girl you know what's up

Plus I play it cool, never know my mood, ain't no open up

Talking to myself had me venting, said bro, you know what sucks

You really let her play you, don't ever play you, and trust your gut

It's bread before these bitches my nigga, you gotta focus up

Cause how you gon' get rich if you chasing bitches, you slow as fuck

I'm tryna get this money baby, stop playing with me

My last girl didn't last, she wasn't made for me

I know she thinking that she wish she would've stayed with me

Things change, feelings change, now we fading see

Until I hit, you hit me back, and now it's baby see

But I can't lie, I got a new bitch, and her face is green

Don't make no faces when you hear this, she was made for me

Gon have to learn to share a nigga with this paper please

Cause she don't hurt me like you did, now it's a vacancy

Right where my heart at

Like where my heart at

I'm doing construction on these beats like where my hard hat

You wasn't really fucking with me, had to fall back

You hit my line when it's that time can't even call back

And now I gotta stunt to show you wasn't all that

Said now I gotta stunt to show you wasn't all that

I pull up in a whip, this shit is sick, you know it's all black

Everything a nigga saying gon' be all facts

I speak that shit into existence, crystal ball that

It's bad bitches in a Lyft, they tryna all pack

Knew from the minute when I peeped, my shit was all packed

Send someone else to give the shit that I don't want back

I'm tryna get the money

Jon been tryna get it, my niggas been tryn' get some money

We be in the studio working just tryn' get some money

Swear I had a heart but it's missing, somebody took it from me

Let go of my bitch for the summer, shit wasn't working for me

Showed my self the love I was giving, and now it's working for me

Played some for my neighbor, she like it, said I been working on it

Now I'm in the crib and I'm piping her, get her twerking on me

She know what it is, we don't like it, but we still working on it

Swear lil baby told me I'm toxic

I said I'm working on it

But really I'm tryna get the money

Cam a little mechanic, the way that he tryn' get it running

I'm tryna get the money

We the ones them niggas them niggas who tryna get the money

Wish a nigga would run up on me and try to