Self Made - Uncle Murda, GMG, Troy Ave

I batter up the streets, berserk

Niggas ain’t out here, putting in work

It’s way about time to twerk

(Hook)

I’m from the bottom

I was right, niggas ain’t gon’get me

It’s cool, I got them, I got popping,

Now they feeling shitty

I got my self payed Diddy, and the Rubens

Since that,

If you a self made nigga than you fuckin wit fast

Men do what they say, and say what they mean

Stand on my own two feet, nuts hang in between

I’da came up, and I got my aim up (powder)

These fake real niggas, got the game fucked up (word)

Who y’all want me to pick on

Give me a rapper (name)

(Pick one!)

I will talk about his grandma

About his brother, about his kids

I’m so disrespectful, man

Damn, what they won’t do to a nigga

Not a motherfucking thang

I don’t care if they got the red or blue bandana

Tied around their head

Then I complain

I am the realest shit coming outta New York

But they sleeping on me

Like I don’t do records with J

Wo, my rap sheet soldier

I have shooters with the big BANG BANG BANG

My nigga, I was hoping

Don’t pull us here into women and lil' kids

I’m about that action

I know y’all can feel my energy

I have never do a song or take a picture with a nigga

That was once my enemy

I ain’t the most lyricsl

But you can’t front, the nigga clever

As far as this rap shit go

I wanna be remembered for saying the realest shit ever

(Hook)

The police, the D.A.

and the judge so racist

They been sober in court and throw us high behind cages (?)

They so racist, it never be a crime of vice

They so racist.

I’m from a place that you’re not s’posed to make it

If you ain’t got your gun on you, you considered naked

When opportunity present it self, you take it

You ain’t front, man

You got a big chain on, I’mma take it

Then take it to the pawnshop for money exchanging

I’m a regular, know the owner on a first name basis

A lot of niggas front, but they scared of closed cases

With the cuffs goin' on their wrist, they give up information

Oh, they cam’t take it, same thing they pull the trigger with (?)

No statements (oh, they couldn’t take it)

Always telling 'em how much time the judge gon' give 'em

That 20 years to life, all that thug life wasn’t in 'em

(Hook)