"MADE 4 THIS" lyrics
Don't got a lot of friends
Cause I don't play pretend
Don't fuck dudes from my ends
Don't like overlapping beds
And my ex was way too friendly
Knew everyone in the city
Blew his (blew his) out every night
But he'd still be DMing Becky's
And it don't matter how good you are to somebody
If that body ain't ready for love
You're singing to the wrong crowd
Real loud
Loud and wrong
Confessions on a song (I I I)
Could've fucked his favorite rapper but I didn't
Could've fucked his whole world up
If I was on a mission
To treat him how he treated me
But petty shits for children
And I been
The fuck up out my feelings for a minute
Ooh just a second
Before you second guess it
Remember I did everything I said I'd do
And don't fucking forget it
That's why a bitch respected
Where I am, where I'm from and where I'm going
R.I.P. to the hate
Off rip I was made 4 this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Lord knows I prayed for this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Do you work too much?
Is it worth it huh?
Do you deserve this love?
Is it just your luck?
Made a milli
But I never see my brothers kid milly
I'm made CEO but my family never sees me (oh)
How dare you complain from a rose garden
You gotta gold bargain
Isn't it all you wanted?
Everybody's having babies
And even though I still feel like a baby
I would've gave one to my ex
Had he just waited
But there was money to be made
So ain't no mating
And now I wonder if I'll ever - if I'll ever
More than I wonder if I'll ever get my Grammy
And if they slide after I die
Then kiss my ass cheeks
Cause I gave up way too much for this to pass me
Off rip I was made 4 this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Lord knows I prayed for this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Cause I don't play pretend
Don't fuck dudes from my ends
Don't like overlapping beds
And my ex was way too friendly
Knew everyone in the city
Blew his (blew his) out every night
But he'd still be DMing Becky's
And it don't matter how good you are to somebody
If that body ain't ready for love
You're singing to the wrong crowd
Real loud
Loud and wrong
Confessions on a song (I I I)
Could've fucked his favorite rapper but I didn't
Could've fucked his whole world up
If I was on a mission
To treat him how he treated me
But petty shits for children
And I been
The fuck up out my feelings for a minute
Ooh just a second
Before you second guess it
Remember I did everything I said I'd do
And don't fucking forget it
That's why a bitch respected
Where I am, where I'm from and where I'm going
R.I.P. to the hate
Off rip I was made 4 this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Lord knows I prayed for this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Do you work too much?
Is it worth it huh?
Do you deserve this love?
Is it just your luck?
Made a milli
But I never see my brothers kid milly
I'm made CEO but my family never sees me (oh)
How dare you complain from a rose garden
You gotta gold bargain
Isn't it all you wanted?
Everybody's having babies
And even though I still feel like a baby
I would've gave one to my ex
Had he just waited
But there was money to be made
So ain't no mating
And now I wonder if I'll ever - if I'll ever
More than I wonder if I'll ever get my Grammy
And if they slide after I die
Then kiss my ass cheeks
Cause I gave up way too much for this to pass me
Off rip I was made 4 this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
Lord knows I prayed for this
But y'all don't know how much I paid for this
