Jus Daze I Made It Lyrics


I Made It by Jus Daze

Pre-Chorus:
Came up from the bottom now I'm sitting on the top
Looking back at all the problems that I have back on the glock
And my back against the walls, swear I never forgot
So when they ask why I can't be stopped.

Chorus:
Tell em I made it, I made it, tell em I made it, I made it
Tell em I made it, tryin to be more ..
But I'm still most hated so when they playin this
Tell em I made it.

(Verse)
Let the lights like a VIP, no clubs need to see ID
They know who I'd be, live lyrics rappers what I breathe
Here this labels say this is what I need,
Suit tailor man, no bargain, f*ck miger in, make it hurricane,
Throw them dollars up, poppin colors up, pop bottles and feel the light cops
Hey y'all I'm probably drunk, when you hear this play,
Speakers bumpin in the ball like a neither way
Then I hate to wait, I'm never on time,
Watch us chick up ciara, hands on the grind
Fresh and deep us with the tripest throwin lines,
G start ball like a cop on the dime,
Man I'm looking fresh if you fuck
And I need to find a chick ahead and that's a f*ck bitch

Pre-Chorus:
Came up from the bottom now I'm sitting on the top
Looking back at all the problems that I have back on the glock
And my back against the walls, swear I never forgot
So when they ask why I can't be stopped.

Chorus:
Tell em I made it, I made it, tell em I made it, I made it
Tell em I made it, tryin to be more ..
But I'm still most hated so when they playin this
Tell em I made it.

(Verse)
I'm a mind high, get in sky high,
TAC got me with us, smiling my wild,
Man is such a drift high I'm on another trip
Heading out of time and do show ride another crib
Whole .. right watch then 'bout the brain wine,
Sure I did it white and the .. wide legend
hoes on the toast .. they could .. around the hoes
coming in like Marion, bring the gates to a ..
free song my next soul, rocky like X ..
round ... bitch know you place then I place back,
gallery of shopper and I'm speaking out Italian,
Gucci driving shoes on my 100 stallion,
Dog, you speak Italian?
Yeah dog just watch me
Prada, ', Bugatti, Versace,
I see you count business but you ballin' on a salary
Like you fat bitch on a dipe copin' calorie

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(Verse)
No way in the front, nigga do the back door
On us give us everything that we ask for
Heading out of States gotta check the passport,
Every night on the wide, 'cause we're living fast board,
Bitches in the club can't keep the hands off,
Chasin' VIP tryin to take my plans off
Huntin the thing like there's six man sward,
For alter six Ferrari blast off,
Man you wanna fight, gotta send em in the hands for
And for nigga one battle and watch me transform
This the light that I many not the one I ask for
Reality check nigga throwin cash.

Pre-Chorus:
Came up from the bottom now I'm sitting on the top
Looking back at all the problems that I have back on the glock
And my back against the walls, swear I never forgot
So when they ask why I can't be stopped.

Chorus:
Tell em I made it, I made it, tell em I made it, I made it
Tell em I made it, tryin to be more ..
But I'm still most hated so when they playin this
Tell em I made it.

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