Made - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Werdplay]

We had it made, now u just wanna escape

Never been so damn afraid

Man how u relate, u ain't from the place that i came from

Never felt this typa pain

Going insane, just look at the pictures we paint,

Then look to someone else to blame

What is a change, if it ain't bout stackin dollars or transacting commas at the bank

I’m going ape on this

I get like Caesar beatin on the bass

Push in that charger I ain't gettin drained

I’m pressin 2-7 put me in the game

Don’t call past 11am I am in training

Cuz it ain't no limits u could put on greatness,

I smell the hate on them

I ain't even gotta look into they face

I just want my money, Becky, n my marijuana in order to function

I ain't really here for yo problems, we ain't takin guala I’m off of that dumb shhh

We had it made homemade

Blueberry pie with benji in the face

Boi don’t come outside if u lookin for safety

Take u out that body never leave a trace

Yea I’m gettin paid on baby

All of the pressure momma hadda take

I promised that ima find a better way

Before she gon find my body in a grave

I tell her pray for me

Cuz I can't think of suttin better else to say

So stuck in my head it never goes away

I feel I might lose connection any day

Better watch for the message stethoscope telepathy ya notice everything that goes before its where it going

Now we’re losing focus

I ain't be actin for the moment

I just want my money, Becky, n my marijuana in order to function

I ain't really here for yo problems, we ain't talkin guala I’m off of that dumb shhh