I Made It lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
Young Chop on the beat
Yeah
Feel like a celebration
I made it (They mad!)
Told them I'ma make it!
(Broke n*ggas ain't gon' make it that far)
Turn up

[Chorus]
They hatin' already, make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me, I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it

[Verse 1]
n*ggas say I made it, got these n*ggas hatin'
Money team, I swear it feels like a bank that raised me
Who'd a thought, the top spot, that I'd make it?
Bronem got that 30 and bronem go crazy
But I ain't really worried bout 'em
Always got beef, but I ain't hear about em
Chanel belt match the red bottoms
She with you to get the bread out you
Strip club, throw a couple thousand
You could see they face when the bread pilin'
See these 50's with the swearholic
Broke ass n*gga, turn to cab drivers
Everything foreign, come from different countries
All these bad b*tches, gettin' different money
If you n*ggas hatin', go and get some money
If you n*ggas hatin', Go and get some money
(Squad, squad, squad, squad)
[Chorus]
They hatin' already, make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me, I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it

[Verse 2]
They hatin', I made it, I hate em for hatin'
"I changed my mind", crazy, why the f*ck you got statements?
And I started from the bottom, why the f*ck they hatin' on me?
Long time ago, had nothin' to snack on
Had nobody to lean my back on
No dyke, put the strap on
'Cause it's hard out here
Rich n*gga you left to starve out here
Gotta play ya part out here
Can't let em put ya cards out here
'Cause I made it, it's a celebration
Why the f*ck they hatin' on me? (Let's get it!)
All the fancy cars, fancy clothes, fancy hoes, I got it
Everything I got right now, as a kid, I couldn't imagine
And I gotta have it, my shootas toe taggin'
And you n*ggas might win, but my n*gga's soul priceless
And y'all on the light sh*t
Red bottoms, f*ck all that Mike sh*t
I made this song, iont write sh*t
Yeah I'm arrogant, 'cause I made it
[Chorus]
They hatin' already, make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me, I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
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