Made It Happen Lyrics

Just a long day man I came to the studio

Motherfucker backed up

Here we go

Send me the package

Twenty-five hundred for a feature ain't nothing free nigga quit asking

Shit happen made shit happen

Momma got sick told them bitches they can have it

Bitch you trashy

Whole lot of money on me and a burner to match it

I don't like lent on my fabric smoke good every time I'm in Cali

Fucking bad bitches all up in my cabin

All these niggas all around me family

I ain't even want to turn up on my level

I just fucked her one night I ain't love her

Ball hard just like LaMelo take your head off the shoulder that's a halo

Woke up with 40 racks inside of one of my accounts

Popping my shit you can close your mouth

Do what I gotta do making sure them checks don't bounce

Time to buy momma a house get her ass out the south

No cap

Get me a castle

Marble floors fucking two bitches in the masters

Get me a bomb and put it in a pamper

Vacuum seal so I know they don't smell it

Got a special play for them niggas who telling

Playing with cash gone need him an ambulance

I'm coming with sticks like a janitor

Shawty got ass know she a dancer

Do anything when you get her on camera

Had to make moves I ain't got manners nah

Nina on me still cleared the scanners

Plug on the way Jesus be here in a minute

Diamonds in my mouth didn't come from the dentist

Back home they shoot if you get in they business

Shit different better stop playing with them boys they different

Customize all my jewelry my chain dripping better not touch me gone end up missing

Had to make it happen

I ain't trying to be sergeant lieutenant or captain

Get active

All my niggas gone push shit backwards

I'ma make a nigga disappear like magic

Julius Irving with the blunts I'm passing

Bud so sticky it look like a cactus

All these niggas around me don't need guns nigga we jacking

I ain't even tripping off her actions

Put her on a flight she happy

Come here lil bitch

I ain't even won me a grammy but I'm rapping like I own me a grammy

Too many hoes I can't manage

Burn out scat-pack be dancing

Paid cash no financing

I ain't trying to chance it

Not in wonderland feel like Charles Manson

60 on me no fumbling boy I got handles

Lit like a candle

Free all my dawgs out them kennels

It's that simple

You know what it is

You understand me

Do that ad-libs

Woke up with 40 racks inside of one of my accounts

Popping my shit you can close your mouth

Do what I gotta do making sure them checks don't bounce

Time to buy mama a house

Get her ass out the South

No cap get me a castle

Marble floors fucking two bitches in the masters

All my niggas gone push shit backwards

I'ma make a nigga disappear like magic

Julius Irving with the blunts I'm passing