Made A Way (feat. Cardo Got Wings & Payroll Giovanni)
English

Made A Way (feat. Cardo Got Wings & Payroll Giovanni) lyrics

AlbumThe Night Shift (feat. Cardo Got Wings)
Year2023
GenreHip Hop Rap
Original languageEnglish
Views35
AaReading settings
Text size 18

Original lyrics

EN
Turn this shit all the way up Looking at golf courses and shit Man Night Shift This one of them ones Cardo Damn Man Keep going You ain't never met a nigga flyer than me I switch whips, break hoes and I [?] Every whip that I got, cost a dollar at least I be in my grand [?], mobbin in peace This for my niggas riding [?] on the bay breeze I had to cut the hooker off, 'cause she ain't it I put the tint on the back, and I stocked the portch I be getting a bag, I ain't chasing a whore Let me tell you 'bout this ho [?] An upscale bitch, she got plenty more Matter fact, fuck that, I'm 'bout to slide to the O I'm on Seminary, nigga, I just came for a ho This heater so big, I had to rock [?] [?] play out the way, another hundred in the safe I'm getting to the bag, no delay [?] Hold on, wait It ain't safe, close the gate, load the K Let me deminstrate I got plenty ways I'm a project nigga, but I made a way I like old schools, I like [?] I'm a real city nigga, let me diminstrate Nigga, old schools To them motorbikes If you ain't getting money, then you ain't [?] right Sometimes you gotta take [?] to get it right So fuck what niggas talking I'm in the trap for life I like Benzes, I'm a boujee nigga Gucci aight, but I'm a Louis nigga My Rollie Rose Gold, and my cuban link My daughter take naps in Maybach backseats Couldn't hoop, but I'm living like an athlete Secured next year, from a deal last week I don't brag much, I let my facts speak And I don't give to no leaches, bitch, match me I sold whole things, using codenames [?] was the dope game These all 50 pointers, this ain't no broke chain I don't speak on niggas, 'cause that's a broke thing I run companies, and ride lugshery I can't name a nigga breathing that can fuck with me I never cross nigga that put trust in me Did uncomfortable grinding to live comfortably You know Let me deminstrate I got plenty ways I'm a project nigga, but I made a way I like old schools, I like [?] I'm a real city nigga, let me diminstrate Nigga, old schools To them motorbikes If you ain't getting money, then you ain't [?] right Sometimes you gotta take [?] to get it right So fuck what niggas talking I'm in the trap for life

More from Larry June

Larry June →

Related lyrics