Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Made for This, artist - Bootleg Kev
Date of issue: 30.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Made for This |
I been fuckin' grindin' |
I been workin' every day for this |
I be fucking shinin' |
You should probably wear your shades for this |
I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this |
Ask me how I got it |
I’mma tell you I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I might pull up in a Wraith with this, go Valet with it |
Heard little homie try’na save the bitch, try’na pay the hit |
I can eyeball the gas, I ain’t gotta wave us up |
I ain’t gotta pay the ville, Bootleg Kev and Jadakiss, yeah |
I run the town, smoking on pound |
You fuck with the family, they lettin' off rounds |
Don’t make a sound, I’m outta town |
I’m with a foreign thang |
Double cup, yeah I’m pouring drank |
I’mma get that the lord rang |
Choppers in like Tory Lanez |
I been fuckin' grindin' |
I been workin' every day for this |
I be fucking shinin' |
You should probably wear your shades for this |
I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this |
Ask me how I got it |
I’mma tell you I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was born with the recipe |
That’s why they can’t mess with me |
You already failed, soon as you thought about testing me |
It’s all in your hands, meaning you control your destiny |
I was always taught to handle my business professionally |
No you can’t get next to me, if you broke especially |
Only if you into moving weed, coke, or ecstasy |
Hit 'em with the Mac, where the ambulance and stretchers be |
Squeezin' in the back, you don’t stand a chance in catching me |
Shit ain’t workin' out, switch your route, get a better team |
Spend a lil' more, get some pure or some better green |
Take a couple trips, see some shit that you’ve never seen |
Yeah, it’s M.O.B. |
but your family is everything |
Ain’t no need to hesitate, cock it back and let it go |
Money gon' come, it’s just up to you to let it grow |
If I’m in it, then I own it, yeah I paid for this |
Name’s Jadakiss, I was made for this |
I been fuckin' grindin' |
I been workin' every day for this |
I be fucking shinin' |
You should probably wear your shades for this |
I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this |
Ask me how I got it |
I’mma tell you I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
All hail when the king is loose |
Back in the day they told me that my dream is noosed |
Like a rocket people seen it shoot |
Even though the N9na took the scenic route |
Now you witnessin' the meanest muse |
On the planet, dammit I’m the cleanest ooze |
Now the women with the Venus boost |
Or Serena’s want the N9na's penis juice |
I done came a long way, this hombre |
Never do let the song play the wrong way |
Tech on the microphone spray, they gon' say |
He goin' out for the strong way, and that’s the realest |
Now the haters saying Tech’s the illest |
After not believing he done connect with skrillas |
Eclectic killas and wordplay |
You gonna survey what can never be seen |
Not invisible per say |
But unfuckwithable, some bust pitiful |
Whoever thinking it’s me better come suck genitals |
One tough general, make a hater |
They wanna run stuff plentiful |
Become stuck clinical |
Wondering how I keep emerging on virgins |
To rhythm and rhyming, I am a surgeon |
Ya heard when the N9na got the words in with the Persians |
A burden to all of the newbies that don’t deserve 'em |
We serving |
Now ain’t that a kick in the head |
Who gave the brain scatter, click in the red |
Remains are gonna spatter really creaking ya dead |
Now my dick and my spread, took a bitch in my bed nigga |
I get the chunk and then I blade the bitch |
Kev ain’t never gotta pay for this |
'Cause he take the risk and a 100% for knowing Tecca N9na for real and that he |
made for this, nigga |
I been fuckin' grindin' |
I been workin' every day for this |
I be fucking shinin' |
You should probably wear your shades for this |
I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this |
Ask me how I got it |
I’mma tell you I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |
I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |