Lyrics Self Made Millionaire - J. Stalin, Lil Blood, Lil Retro

Self Made Millionaire

They keep hating but let 'em cause I’m staying strapped
Nigga throw 2 at me I’ma throw 30 back
Where I live at niggas chasing pipe dreams
If you ain’t' selling then you using the cream
Martin had a dream, Malcolm had a 1,000 men
Me I’m just a poor sport so nigga I just gotta win
And no I ain’t never been to the pen
But I send a nigga shells that’ll burn the skin
Let your ass heal up and shoot ya ass again
I’m cut from the cloth
Your money thinner than a moth
Bitch I’m just a boss, get it all off
Throw it in the bag and never look at the cost
Ask me why I floss, tell 'em cause I’m supposed to
If you was me you’d be riding round shining too
I’m on my grind, and I ain’t never gettin' off
So don’t wait, cause I just popped another off
Winner in the game of life, but some niggas lost
Fuck them crackas making niggas spread and cough
If I can’t get to my banga I’ma wire ya jaw
Product of the shit I learned, the shit I saw
Still got it raw, first come first serve
Homie I’m a getta, I move the whole bird
Finna blow like twitter, rest of you niggas nerds
I’m a go getta on top of that I’m a hitta
You can have that lil bitch
When the gangsta finish with her
I’m a tell you the truth, nigga that’s my word
I could get it back, cause I get it off the curb
I’m a self made millionaire
I can feel it coming in the air
This for my niggas thats gone away
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Let this drum off
Bet these niggas gone remember me
In the diamond lane and I’m driving drinking hennessy
Stopped selling cream but the fiends still remember me
Feeling like a dream, with them things in my kitchen sink
Living like a king, triple beam, ya I’m finna eat
Street nigga 100 racks for the energy
Money to the ceiling got from boogie bitches feeling me
Look him in his eyes ya them boosie niggas envy me
Fans in disguise but the truth those niggas into me
Suckas thinking I’m a square but I’m 2 peace
My West Oakland niggas knock your ass down for 2 g’s
Pay attention to us show you how to do things
Real street niggas balling like a hoop team
Bending corners on them bitches looking too clean
My livewire niggas ride around with 2 things
Catch a nigga slipping and we lacing up with shoestrings
Anybody can get it, smother whoever you bring
I’m a self made millionaire
I can feel it coming in the air
This for my niggas thats gone away
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Let this drum off
Bet these niggas gone remember me
I done sold dope
I have done bad
I was on?
with a choppa and a ski mask
In the trap with the gangstas bustin' down cream
See I’m a hustla, so I’m not his pipe dream
Fuck what they told you, everything ain’t what it might seem
Goin' to school bummed me because my momma was a crack feind
So I said fuck it, copped a bundle thang in my jeans
Made man nigga, fuck niggas ain’t feeling me
Catch a nigga slippin' light his ass like a chimney
Fuck about you niggas cause you pussies ain’t killin' me
O.G.
told me get money and stick to it
And don’t let your left know what your right doin'
Money motivated nigga so I chased that
Paper to your daughter make 'em take me where the safe at
Now believe that the bank shoot thirty three
Let the whole clip off you niggas gone remember me
Can’t believe that the bank shoot thirty three
Let the whole clip off you niggas gone remember me
I’m a self made millionaire
I can feel it coming in the air
This for my niggas thats gone away
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Though I swear I keep a K in your memory
Let this drum off
Bet these niggas gone remember me