Made - Sy Ari Da Kid

Nephew, it’s your turn

Get 'em, Stunna

Started off with a

That shit ain’t none of your business

No I ain’t snitching, try me like one of them niggas

Same nigga say he thuggin, but coming to witness

Hoe I’m a hustler, I sell a drug to a chemist

These niggas always showing up with some niggas

I might take one of your bitches

And the bitches

I might pull up in the drop

Broke nigga

I got a lot of paper

I’m tryna count numbers without denomanators

I’m just a presidential nigga, might see Obama later

In that hoe with them gun sounds, you would think Soulja Boy comintating

These niggas sweet like some

She said she like how I violate her

Yeah hoe, her

Niggas oh me a lot of favors

Niggas say they got akers

You ly, you got a lot of neighbors

I might pull up to your

Got the top like a hot potato

I’m just saying

Rappers ain’t saying nothing

And the old niggas can’t ajust

And the young niggas too much

Had to stay down and move up

Made men, I made you

Sware I used to steal cable

Can’t leave no money on the table

Can’t leave no money on the table

I live the fast life, you got a sad life

Real nigga too fly, word to my last flight

My money Shaq hight, I met her last night

She give me Facetime, I never had Skype

I like to brag right, you know you’re mad right

go get a bag like

Roll a blunt, pour a 4, she

I done heard enough questions

I ain’t ever gotta flex it

I could buy the whole club breakfast

I forgive but never forget it

I’m raising hell in this shit

Can’t get no better than this

Made men, I made you

Sware I used to steal cable

Can’t leave no money on the table

Can’t leave no money on the table

Yeah

Rich nigga shit

Boss lifestyle

Top floor

Chandeliers, marbel floors

Alexander Miqueens, poppin GTV, nigga

Got my nigga with me

Sy Ari da Kid

Blowin on them cubans

Yeah

Beezo

Lifestyle

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