Self Made Lyrics
Self Made - Erick The Architect
Lyrics by：Erick Elliott
Composed by：Erick Elliott
The optics change chopping in the 'Range
I'm spending 160 why you even playing games
If you know you got an ops you ain't even saying names
Only spending what's left over you ain't even see the change
I started getting money these niggas acting funny
Tap the shoulders of the god my repertoire is never bummy
Still grimiest slimiest
Good weed what kind is this
Impact spitting dope raps to fit inside a tiny disc
Come on
They ain't know my kind exists the 1 of 1 the finest s**t
Yeah
Rare to see a nigga speed it up and then rewind the s**t
Yeah
Always see them credits who is better when the climate shifts
Yeah
Architecting that means you are seeing who behind this s**t
Yeah
Frugal though had the Uber go straight to the diamond dist'
Yeah
Used to be pressed now I'm pressed to get the flyest s**t
Yeah
Press got me f**ked up they wrote me off the highest cliff
Yeah
Had to get fresh so they watch
Know what time it is
Ballin foggy game turned to alcoholic
Couple shots later skinny light turning brollic
That's foreign
Still got Aussie money in my wallets
If that ain't self made then tell me what you call it boy
Gotta pay attention this a hustle not a trap
Yeah
This is for my homeys that are broken but adapt
Yeah Sheesh
Times are hard of course but s**t is different when you black
Yeah
While all the haters doubt you baby look at where we at
Yeah
Luxurious like Gwen with the pen and pad
No Doubt we stick and move I'm on the ave not taking jabs
Seeing fiends leaned held them beams at fourteen
Anybody knew me then would say I'm living out my dreams
We did it
What city are we on We conditioned or we aren't
When you self made you know that niggas don't live this long
Open doors for the hustle I envisioned where we at
You could see it too you grind and niggas still say you wack
Yeah
All I got is my word and niggas can't take it back
Yeah
Now I'm straight creased up not picking up the slack
Yeah
Gods energy tried to show empathy but they ended me
Yeah
Harsh winters showed me you ain't as hard as you pretend to be
Yeah
Suckers not a kin of me a chopper down in Tennessee
Yeah
Tentatively intensified this tension got me really geeked
Yeah
Intelligent I'll tell you why the white sell like 10 a key
Yeah
They run in 'tree like 3-6 or 8Ball & MJG
I don't sleep let these words work for the cold cheese
Yeah
OD'ed see the ZZ's in them nosebleeds
Yeah
I'm praying for the older me it's point game rosary
Yeah
I'm straight bugging thinking
That I'm higher than I'm 'posed to be Yeah
Gotta pay attention this a hustle not a trap Yeah
This is for my homeys that are broken but adapt
Yeah Sheesh
Times are hard of course but s**t is different when you black
Yeah
While all the haters doubt you baby look at where we at
Yeah
I did it myself I did it myself
Yeah Self Made
You breaking me down you limit my wealth
Yeah Self Made
You wanting to fall I never will
Yeah Self Made
Homey you making me stressed to kill
Yeah Self Made
Talent is on my feelings out
Yeah Self Made
I don't know what they talking about
Yeah Self Made
Feel it again feeling the route Yeah Self Made
They wanting us all killing us out Yeah Self Made