Made Me lyrics

[Chorus: K Camp]
Late night catch me creepin' with yo' damn ol' lady
Servin' swervin' on the highway and I'm doing bout 80
I can see them haters talkin' but it do not phase me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
That's that sh*t that made me, that's that sh*t that made me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
That's that sh*t that made me, that's that sh*t that made me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
(Aye aye aye)

[Verse 1: Snootie Wild]
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
I done ate up out that mud and it taste like gravy
All I try to do is flip the 4 into a baby
All I wanna do is flip the 4 to feed my babies
See I know these n*ggas watchin' and these n*ggas hate me
Cause I came from nothing n*gga now they see this kid done made it
See me pulling in the projects in that nihilator
See yo' eye candy I eat her like a now and later
Choppa choppa, a n*gga dead and make him Percolator
Real choppin' down the block just like a alligator
All this kush done turned my eye red like I'm Terminator
Holla' at amigo, Cali plug a elevate ya

[Chorus: K Camp]
Late night catch me creepin' with yo' damn ol' lady
Servin' swervin' on the highway and I'm doing bout 80
I can see them haters talkin' but it do not phase me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
That's that sh*t that made me, that's that sh*t that made me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
That's that sh*t that made me, that's that sh*t that made me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
(Aye aye aye)
[Verse 2: Snootie Wild]
I'm a spiffy n*gga, yeah affiliated
Orchestrated with my mob and it's so amazing
Hundred, fifty, twenties, all I see is paper
Smokin' on Jamaica, you get wrong you meet ya maker
Poppin' bottles, shout out to my haters
You my motivator, that's why we be motivated
All this gwalla, all black like them Raiders
Running in yo' sh*t, we ain't gone quit, until we take 'em
(Aye aye aye) Only if you know
Broke no joke (joke) coming from the ghetto
Not no mo' (mo') always on go mode
Tic tac toe (aye) lining up yo' ho

[Chorus: K Camp]
Late night catch me creepin' with yo' damn ol' lady
Servin' swervin' on the highway and I'm doing bout 80
I can see them haters talkin' but it do not phase me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
That's that sh*t that made me, that's that sh*t that made me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
That's that sh*t that made me, that's that sh*t that made me
I done got it out the mud, that's that sh*t that made me
(Aye aye aye)