i made it

Polos on my
True Religion on my jeans
I be smokin' all this ganja
And I do it with my team
Got the soda with the lean
And they said I wouldn’t be shit
Everytime they see me
They be saying
Wow you made it
I made it
Yeah, I made it
And I can’t hear no shit because I’m faded
I made it
I made it
Yeah, I can’t hear no shit because I’m faded
I pop
I ain’t pop ecstasy
bitch she be rollin' up right next to me
Gonna make it in this music
Ain’t no recipe
Ain’t no bitches with the broken iphone screen
Only girls up in designer with some diamond rings
And I’m always steady winning like I’m Charlie Sheen
Fucking brunette hoes that look like
Shoutout to my homie DJ for this beat
Yeah, we be steady working
And ain’t nothing free
Rise up to the top
Capture all these dreams
Smoking on this dope
Must be filled with tar
I can make the grass shit like an avatar
I’m headed for the top
I’m reaching for the stars
And I won’t ever stop
Because I want plenty cars
Fuck what they be saying
Cause I’m goin' far
They don’t want you to be winnin'
They want you to fall
All these people talkin' nonsense
Man, I’m tellin' y’all
They all tryna knock me down
But I stood tall
And you only know it’s backwards in my entourage
I want him in designer and some
And they said that you can’t do it
Man, that shit is wrong
Steady walk the stairs and watch yourself evolve
They said that you can’t do it
Man, that shit is wrong
Steady walk the stairs and watch yourself evolve