Made it - Intellectual

Made my shot 21 years ago

Made the stuff 21 a pace ago

Niggas on swerves and on the goals

Niggas on the paving and on the roads

Coming at things and on the Go

Niggas on the taste and on the Go

Pop a lean and never leave

Karma at tease and baerly tease

I write my song and sing the song and leave

(Aye)

Mama I made it

Yeah

Swerve on the daily

Yeah

Hardwork and preview

Yeah

Hit him on the prevail

Yeah

CDs on the sales now

Yeah

The Big Boy Daily

Yeah

Hardwork on the flex up

Killing criminalities

With the chains on my neck

Ices on my neck

You Praying not this

Invisible Bentleys like JB

I know niggas that got none but brag all

I know niggas that got all but brag none

I know niggas that fall then stand strong

I remember the days we do freestyle and the fire and the booth

Hit the Booth

What else to do

In a Deejay Booth

Like an independent Group

Treat this from the bottom to the top

From the Booth to the block

All hail to Allah

Like Obama I'm the black President

The lryics murder everybody like a cancer

You've to be deadly about the words that you spit

Niggas on the beat like a beef

Momma made the truth to the top

She never gave up on the boy

Niggas on pref. On the boy

Made it out of school

And Dad proud of me

Cause we spit lines in a different way

(Way)

Mama I made it

Niggas on sways

On a beef on Daily

Cop a lot of diss on the beef on Daily

Hit them on tours with the buff from Delhi

Made my shot 21 years ago

Made the stuff 21 a pace ago

Niggas on swerves and on the goals

Niggas on the paving and on the roads

Coming at things and on the Go

Niggas on the taste and on the Go

Pop a lean and never leave

Karma at tease and baerly tease

I write my song and sing the song and leave

(Aye)

Mama I made it

Me and Dawg we were so underrated

Life’s so hard and so complicated

For the facts, that me and my homies so educated Life is a puzzle with so many hurdles

Me and my guys we hate potholes and much whores

Clock strolls but no time

It’s our prime

Snowman of the North Pole

I choose bros over whores

Big coat like chapo

Prada my ten toes

We did this shit out of love

But they called us fools

But who is who now

Ambition bigger than life

Is what I pray for

So help me God

Believe in this shit so much now yeah too It’s so freaking fun

Mama I made it