Maybach Music Group - Self Made Lyrics
[Intro: Talking - Rick Ross]Self madeGotta handle your ownI'm a handle mine[Verse 1: Wale]They tried and tell me I don't fit up in this motha *****aCause Rozay been talkin white he think he Uncle RuckusI laugh at Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budgetAnd now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can ***** withYou by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick***** I think I'm Jean Wolf (don't know correcct spelling)A dog nigga, ballin' *****Fly as Ricky steam boatMe and my MoschinoI don't wear no 501's1000 dollar jeans flowIt's funny I'm gucci man all the slates goneI'm winning cause Ricky made my mistakes knownIt's funny that since I put this chain onThese *****es appear quicker than state farmWale Folarin somethin they can't ever smokeWeed I can't pronounce manThis shit would leave Rosetta stonedThis man can single handedly save the cultureYou got no spark you need some lighter man you sammy sosaSo get it right ok you ballin and I'm with the ownersYou know my drive is retarded like I'm riding doughnutsPicture me rollin'Young, handsome and focusedGot that vision of pacAnd though my branding is OprahMichelangelo portrait meet Mia Angelou notebookMichael Jordan performance nigga I dream to be all of itYea, I'm just a poet with some hangtimeI don't really shakespeareI just shake diceMiami nights, made a couple grandPrivate plane TSA can kiss my assLord forgive me I'm trying know I ain't living rightBut this card I'm trickin' with got no limit rightIn this life you dead wrong or ain't living rightThey on my ass like a center make them take a hike[Verse 2: Meek Mill]It's MMG babyThe dream teamI made it myselfGuess I'm self madeFire starter put me anywhere I just blazeDropped out of school never made it to the 12th gradeI'm so *****ing raw haters hoping that I catch AIDSMotivated just from being brokeHad a dream like Martin Luther, little bit of hopeIf Sam Rosen never rolled and Malcom never spokeThey'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a ropeInstead the lock me in the cell just for sellin dopeWhen people used to ask if I was signed I would tell them noCause I was never hesitant to representDevil knocking at the door screaming let me inTell the owner hit the locks when we stepping inCharlie Sheen on them haters, they don't wanna let me winNah, niggas they don't wanna let me winBut I'm a build it ground up, once againI kill these rappers early in the game, abortionSpit a verse like lemme get ya fam, extortionSend these niggas back to when they came, deportionMake'm forefeit and I'm porshin 600 horses911, somebody call'emKemba Walker crossem over, somebody fallinJump back, I hit the shot, somebody ballinI'm at the dealer and I hear that Maserati callinBlack and white diamonds looking like my neck be vollyballinAnd this presi lookin like somebody pottied on itI don't gotta join illuminati just to get a new BugattiI'm just ridin I done put a thousand miles on my body[Talking: Rick Ross]Born to winLook aroundFrom the projects to the penthouseOur vision never changed, we self madeCount that up[Verse 3: Pill]Self made self paid manP-I double L in the building8 in the morning when that street clock bustKitchen overloadDoor knob turnsThe aisle burn baking soda pourin'The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shopProfit margings increaseAgent to beat with my gun outOut witted, out foxed you over matchedHouse hidden, drop tops the sofas matchThis is fine dine take outFirst date make outDiamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeoutAs I enter the steak house pockets on humongoPhilosphical drama and wildin known as the congoAfricana, Black as Ghana, be my attireMary water, marajuana that stick to get higherWe blow stress through the vessel, the MarriottWe self made, carry on while we carry out[Rick Ross:]If I woke up tomorrow and didn't have a dollaAs long as I have my heart I can get it all overDream teamWe the 93 chicago bulls babyThe lovely Teedra Moses
