Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Made It, artist - Stro. Date of issue: 16.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Made It |
| Always told you you should never doubt me |
| Now I graduated with some Spanish wisdom |
| Now my pockets looking like a condom penetrating panties |
| Man this a revolution |
| Guess I overloaded in my ammunition |
| My accomplishments is write in hieroglyphics |
| Even mummies want to get a picture with me |
| I want high profit, I’m a high prophet |
| That’s a hot hand just like an eagle’s eye |
| Or a skydive, I don’t see why |
| Bitches will tell you they love you then push you aside |
| For a nigga that fuck ‘em then push ‘em aside |
| For another then go undercover with two different lovers |
| No rubbers, and love ‘em like mothers |
| Man, causes for killing, they probable |
| Too many opps, that’s an obstacle |
| I make impossible possible |
| All these people diabolical |
| Me I’m an angel in heaven, I hate Armageddon |
| I talk to my reverend, he say that I’m giving out lessons |
| Tellin' people they don’t need weapons |
| Tellin' people how to see progression |
| Tellin' people how to beat the message |
| Tellin' people that the right moves and the wrong moves make a different exit |
| I’m just praying that I keep my leverage |
| Tell your niggas they should count they blessings |
| Cause them same blessings disappear in seconds |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| All the haters separated |
| I just want to tell my mama I made it |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| Gate into heaven, I swear that we made it |
| I know we made it, I swear we made it |
| I know we made it |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| I know we made it |
| Gate into heaven, I swear that we made it |
| Yeah, yeah, uh |
| You know you made it when people you never met claim you related |
| And bitches you never met claiming you dated |
| And niggas you came up with claiming you traded |
| You cannot be faded |
| I got a beat then I ate it |
| Grade A, moving like the Matrix |
| Fuck all that Twitter beef, we cannot be bacon |
| Flow motivating, you need it, just play this |
| I’m a player, I might need some datas |
| Niggas is haters, ghetto what made us |
| Stayed out the streets, fucked with the beats |
| FedEx with the flex, delivering heat |
| Ooh, better than you |
| Crew move like we got somethin' to prove |
| School, I used to sit with the goons |
| Now they got records, me I got tunes |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| Victory on the way, I can taste it |
| Man this is nothing to me, this is basic |
| Even my basic shit is still amazing |
| Kicking down all the doors |
| Come in and blazing |
| Radio stations put this in rotation |
| People be frontin' but we stay impatient |
| 'Cause they gon' look back and realize we the greatest, yeah |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| All the haters separated |
| I just want to tell my mama I made it |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| Gate into heaven, I swear that we made it |
| I know we made it, I swear we made it |
| I know we made it |
| Man we made it, man we made it |
| I know we made it |
| Gate into heaven, I swear that we made it |