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Self Made [Chorus 1] Self-made, rose out the mud No silver spoon, just blood on my palms From steel bars to silver spoons i forged every mile Self-made motherfucker, built this shit from the ground up [Verse 1] Came in the game with holes in my kicks Momma work doubles, daddy ghosted quick Corner store dreams, nickel bags in my fist Turned that pressure to diamonds, now the whole block twist Dodgin' them feds, dodgin' them fake friends Knife in my back, still swingin' both hands Late nights in the stu', stomach touchin' my spine Turned ramen to steak, now the city mine [Verse 2] They laughed when I said I'ma run it my way Now they streamin' my pain on they phone every day Self-made savage, no cosigns, no clout chase I was down in the mud, now I'm up in they face Bullet holes in the wall where I plotted my moves Lost brothers to the streets, still pourin' for the crew Every scar got a story, every loss taught a lesson Turned my trauma to ammo, now I'm armed with aggression [Chorus 2] Self-made, rose out of the mud No silver spoon, just blood on my palms From steel bars to silver spoons i forged every mile Self-made motherfucker, built this shit from the ground up [Verse 3] They wanted me broke, wanted me silent and tame I turned every "no" to a brick in the flame Hustle in my DNA, grind in my veins While they chasin' the wave, I'm the storm and the rain Penthouse views but the mirror still show the pain Same kid from the block with the dirt on his name No loans, no daddy, no trust fund parade Just me and my hunger, turned nothin' to paid [Verse 4] Fake love when the bag get heavy Real ones stayed down when the nights got deadly I remember eatin' sleep, now sleep on Egyptian sheets Still wake up paranoid, hear the wolves in the streets Self-made don't mean safe, crown come with a price Every win got a target painted on my life But I move like a ghost in designer and ice Built an empire on spite, now I'm rollin' the dice [Verse 5] Last verse for the ones still fightin' in the trenches Keep grindin', no excuses, no quittin' on your senses They'll try to box you, break you, tell you you can't win Tell 'em kiss the whole ass, self-made 'til the end From the bottom to the top, I did it on my own No co-pilot, no favors, just these hands and these poems Self-made legend, watch the story get told Dirt to the marble, now the whole world know [Chorus (Final)] Self-made, rose out the concrete scars No silver spoon, just blood on my palms From the trap to the bag, I forged every bar Self-made motherfucker... yeah, this shit ours. Straight grit. Spit it raw.
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Self Made [Chorus 1] Self-made, rose out the mud No silver spoon, just blood on my palms From steel bars to silver spoons i forged every mile Self-made motherfucker, built this shit from the ground up [Verse 1] Came in the game with holes in my kicks Momma work doubles, daddy ghosted quick Corner store dreams, nickel bags in my fist Turned that pressure to diamonds, now the whole block twist Dodgin' them feds, dodgin' them fake friends Knife in my back, still swingin' both hands Late nights in the stu', stomach touchin' my spine Turned ramen to steak, now the city mine [Verse 2] They laughed when I said I'ma run it my way Now they streamin' my pain on they phone every day Self-made savage, no cosigns, no clout chase I was down in the mud, now I'm up in they face Bullet holes in the wall where I plotted my moves Lost brothers to the streets, still pourin' for the crew Every scar got a story, every loss taught a lesson Turned my trauma to ammo, now I'm armed with aggression [Chorus 2] Self-made, rose out of the mud No silver spoon, just blood on my palms From steel bars to silver spoons i forged every mile Self-made motherfucker, built this shit from the ground up [Verse 3] They wanted me broke, wanted me silent and tame I turned every "no" to a brick in the flame Hustle in my DNA, grind in my veins While they chasin' the wave, I'm the storm and the rain Penthouse views but the mirror still show the pain Same kid from the block with the dirt on his name No loans, no daddy, no trust fund parade Just me and my hunger, turned nothin' to paid [Verse 4] Fake love when the bag get heavy Real ones stayed down when the nights got deadly I remember eatin' sleep, now sleep on Egyptian sheets Still wake up paranoid, hear the wolves in the streets Self-made don't mean safe, crown come with a price Every win got a target painted on my life But I move like a ghost in designer and ice Built an empire on spite, now I'm rollin' the dice [Verse 5] Last verse for the ones still fightin' in the trenches Keep grindin', no excuses, no quittin' on your senses They'll try to box you, break you, tell you you can't win Tell 'em kiss the whole ass, self-made 'til the end From the bottom to the top, I did it on my own No co-pilot, no favors, just these hands and these poems Self-made legend, watch the story get told Dirt to the marble, now the whole world know [Chorus (Final)] Self-made, rose out the concrete scars No silver spoon, just blood on my palms From the trap to the bag, I forged every bar Self-made motherfucker... yeah, this shit ours. Straight grit. Spit it raw.
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