Big K.R.I.T. - Made Man lyrics
{Intro – Royce da 5'9″] What if I told you this my ni-ga You can sell your tape without taking no L or loss You can date chicks like Janelle Monae and Tracee Ellis Ross You can make it {Verse 1 – Royce da 5'9″} But if you flagrant when you walk over answers Your chance some of them can civil and fashion over pa**ions What's worse than being one of those saying, “We were those” I'm tryna drink Cuervo inside of Philippe Chow while being elite With a freak with a body like Bernice Burgos I think you ni–as see where I'm tryna go I been around since Mo-schi-no and I seen palm trees The D-Town don who will spring for them cream Don-Cs I ain't no hypebeast though, I'm a mic beast bro I don't recite these flows, I homicide these hoes I got the leg of your baby mama and fiance trembling Show up, k** it, then disappear like Andre Benjamin That's 'cause I'm straight swim in 'em, Aston Mart base bending 'em Basketball play, pinning them, ma**ive heartbreak, minimum Y'all are woke 'cause it's all our hopes I went from eating oatmeal in the mess hall to doing dope deals to Holland Oaks {Chorus – Mr. Porter} I've seen alot of evil things men'll do “men'll do” Sh-t I mean I did a thing or two “yes sir” Can't nobody tell me how to wear my shoes Plus they too big for you to use, you lose, you lose Ain't much no one can say about me, I done made my way Took my losses, it's safe to say That I'm a made man, a made man I'm a made man, a made man Ain't sh-t y'all can say about me, I done made my way Took my losses, it's safe to say That I'm a made man, a made man I'm a made man, a made man {Verse 2 – Big K.R.I.T.} Krizzle! This here was God given I'm the design of a black man, I defined by hard living But how I whip that old school slowly out the gutter Pa** them haters and bi–hes that wouldn't f-ck with me Sometimes being a ugly duckling mean that you'll grow up to be The player of the ball and Louis slippers had to do 'em My bucket list was living good And going to hell and I'm halfway through it Slide me a check on the side 'cause I don't halfway do it I make the kinda moves that pay to win got me proving I'm made, man {Chorus – Mr. Porter} I've seen alot of evil things men'll do “men'll do” sh** I mean I did a thing or two “yes sir” Can't nobody tell me how to wear my shoes Plus they too big for you to use, you lose, you lose Ain't much no one can say about me, I done made my way Took my losses, it's safe to say That I'm a made man, a made man I'm a made man, a made man Ain't sh** y'all can say about me, I done made my way Took my losses, it's safe to say That I'm a made man, a made man I'm a made man, a made man {Verse 3 – Royce da 5'9″} Fresh out the belly of the beast with my ni–as We live by the gun and we die by the trigga You never seen me digress even when I had different problems Everything's a work in progress, even my bi–hes' bodies Ni–as in the streets aim terribly with that full clip Turn into a marksman when it's time to miss me with that bullsh-t My new religion, that bottle not a thang to me I'm tired of you ni–as like I'm tired of watching them slave movies {Chorus – Mr. Porter} I've seen alot of evil things men'll do “men'll do” sh** I mean I did a thing or two “yes sir” Can't nobody tell me how to wear my shoes Plus they too big for you to use, you lose, you lose Ain't much no one can say about me, I done made my way Took my losses, it's safe to say, that I'm a made man A made man, a made man, a made man Ain't sh** y'all can say about me, I done made my way Took my losses, it's safe to say That I'm a made man, a made man I'm a made man, a made man