Stored in his mind to make,
She self made, i'm self made
Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
New york, va, dc, get paid
Guess what they got a choice to make
There’s money to make
Guess i'm self made
But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents
Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends
Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take
And every new sacrifice that i make
Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes
I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose
Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing
And how it feels to feel that feeling
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