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YEA

HOLD UP

CRANKEMUP

I came up off of nothing (off of nothing)

I met a plug and started with a gram

I feel like stunting (Yea)

God he really must love me (Oh Yea)

I made it through so much shit if I write a book that bitch gone be called Self Made

I came up off of nothing

I told my brother since a Youngin I was worth A Hundred

I’m gone get it make em feel it

Ain’t no problem I’m gone solve it

If he drop it I’m gone flip that bitch and triple up that prophet

Bitch I’m self made

I get it, I got it, I get it

I’m gone flip that bitch so proudly

I said I’m self made

I get it, I got it, I get it

I’m gone flip that bitch so proudly

I said I’m self made

My Brodie was my brodie

Than he switched

My bitch wasn’t my bitch

She fucked the clique

That new 40 I got came from a lick

So if I cock and let it spit ,That bitch gone rip

I don’t see no evil me and you not equal

I don’t trust these N*****

Fuck these Bitches, they gonna switch up on you, I got hella vision, Ain’t no tellin

N**** I need another kitchen

They kicked my door in and asked me where the pistols made the front page N**** Facing 27

Lord the catch me slipping, Never

Targets in the streets your ain’t even clever, Bitch I run my whole division

Check the records, I swear I came up off of nothing laser beam on my berreta (CRANKEMUP)

I came up off of nothing (Off of nothing)

I met a plug and started with a gram

I feel like stunting (Yea)

God he really must love me (Oh Yea)

I made it through so much shit if I write a book that bitch gone be called Self Made

I came up off of nothing

I told my brother since a Youngin I was worth A Hundred

I’m gone get it make em feel it

Ain’t no problem I’m gone solve it

If he drop it I’m gone flip that bitch and triple up that prophet

Bitch I’m self made

I get it, I got it, I get it

I’m gone flip that bitch so proudly

I said I’m self made

I get it, I got it, I get it

I’m gone flip that bitch so proudly

I said I’m self made

Riding around in that Cherokee

And my Bitch thicker thank Cherokee

Money come and I bag it up

And that bitch like she gone marry me

Call my bro tell him roll it up

I inhale the smoke and then blow it up

Pour a cup and I sip it up slow it down and mix it up, 40 on me

Do em dirty homie see them petty bitches get excited

Who wrote the story on the front page that’s not exactly how the shit happened

Still ain’t said shit don’t know shit, straight clap back no problem

I’m your favorite rappers motivation holmes and the youngest gunna pushing numbers

I came home with nothing (Naw Naw)

No handouts my bitch bad my clip full no stunting these n**** see

That I’m coming triples on verses know

I’m bout money

Met a plug brought it back

Tripled that

Lost it all

Got it back

I came up off of nothing (Off of nothing)

I met a plug and started with a gram

I feel like stunting (Yea)

God he really must love me (Oh Yea)

I made it through so much shit if I write a book that bitch gone be called Self Made

I came up off of nothing

I told my brother since a Youngin I was worth A Hundred

I’m gone get it make em feel it

Ain’t no problem I’m gone solve it

If he drop it I’m gone flip that bitch and triple up that prophet

Bitch I’m self made

I get it, I got it, I get it

I’m gone flip that bitch so proudly

I said I’m self made

I get it, I got it, I get it

I’m gone flip that bitch so proudly

I said I’m self made