Made In America Lyrics

Made in America

That's a triple entendre, Jay-Z eat your heart out

It's the Mafia, La Familia

All that, whatever you want to call it

I'm stashing the guap in the wall, Cuban links and we copping them all

Not the chains you can cop in the mall, watching the long arm of the law

At a lamppost, the powders in my palm

Outside the palm, this life's a circus and it make a playa feel calm

Plus I can hold a whole bird on the arm, my dawg remembered every single verse but the Psalm

Remember this song, life too long, big ass blade so I'm like Mulan

Filet mignon, knife too long

I'm way too rare to see right from wrong

So chill for the sword sounds, pull the Romeo down Georgetown

I'm stashing the guap in the floor now

La Familia we gon' come rip your floor out

Holes in the wall but me casa is your house

I'm stashing the guap in the wall, Cuban links and we copping them all

Not the chains you can cop in the mall, watching the long arm of the law

At a lamppost, the powders in my palm

Outside the palm, this life's a circus and it make a playa feel calm

What you doing, where you going

Don't take no front if you fronting on 'em

Boy the trap jump cause we jumping on 'em

At the private club and we stunting on 'em

Throw that money on 'em, gang

Lost in a maze, tryna turn back time but I can't change ways

Too much ace, if I would've danced for them fuckers then I would've got paid

Fuck it I'm made, I own my own masters, own my own chains

Made in America, would've died of regret if I went another way

Way too sure so I must be wrong, tell all the opps what the fuck we on

Fur coat that I spill muddy on, this the second time dawg, I must be gone