Self Made
(ASTrapBeatz)
I feel like I've been trapped inside of my mind and shit
I thought my path would be different but I keep hiding it
Yeah it's kinda odd how people change and rearrange
Regardless of the outcome, nothing will be the same
I just look at you different now and it brings me pain
But I can't go back to how it was I'm just glad you came
Thinking bout that one day I thought it would never rain
Only thing coming down is pain man where is my cane
Wilding with the ball, no bricks like I'm dame
For me, the rap game was never bout the damn fame
I had to get it off my mind before I'm outta the game
I just hope that you know that I could never be tamed
I'm self-made
I'm self-made
I'm self-made
Yeah, girl I miss you, but I don't need you
I ain't even saying this just to teach you
I was so focused on us, I forgot to complete you
This is the final chapter man this ain't no fucking sequel
Let's be real I never viewed you as a fucking equal
More of a saint but I got carried away with the preview
So many things I don't know, wish I knew what he knew
Life came like the leaves in the fall and blew away
I'm tired and I'm done, with the shit the game's array
Half of these hoes, be yapping and talking the shit
It be the same bitches, fucking and sucking my dick
2020 vision, 2019 revision
Mistakes left behind, looking forward no more gimmicks
I got goals, I got dreams that I'm chasing after
Watching the blessings overflow I need a bigger bathtub
No more wishing wells, cause they not wishing us well
Save your coins your time is coming only time will tell
Don't leave your dreams behind, push 'em to the front
Shuck rolling up the green, passing me the blunt
I'm self-made
I'm self-made
I'm self-made
Back when I was twelve I went through hell on earth
A kid who loved God but was feeling kinda hurt
My dad was always present, always handing out the presents
My pops died early, he was heavenly invested
I tried to ask God, but he never got the message
So I hit up Daayim, just a chat between my best friend
I learned how to rap before I learned how to cuss, aye
Back in 8th grade damn, shit was hella tough
I had a dream to make it and I swear that imma take it
I got a deal from Satan one night in my fucking basement
He said "Give me your soul, for the goal that you cherish"
I told him "hell nah, I ain't gambling with the devil"
I'll be the king and carry that shit to the burden
To Believe in something that never showed no damn purpose
Life's a bitch if you ain't built for it, built for it, yeah
I'm self-made
I'm self-made
I'm self-made
I'm self-made