Freddie Gibbs, B.J. The Chicago Kid - Barely M.A.D.E. It lyrics
Freddie Gibbs [Fredrick Jamel Tipton] Gary, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Freddie Gibbs, B.J. The Chicago Kid - Barely M.A.D.E. It lyrics]
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
So I just twist up a sweet
Brain tissue stay gettin burned
As I cruise up 94, did a robbery night before
He thought I was there to purchase 10
But I robbed him for 90 more
Now I'm 100 solid
Bout to set up shop in Wisconsin
Grabbed my phone and chirped
My plug in Milwaukee, he just responded
Homie told me sex, money and drugs
They rule the earth so get your own
You know them thangs good as gone
When they touch the turf
Destined to pay for my dirt
The resist of temptation was hard
So be a thug from your birth til
You face to face with your God
And when I'm faced with that moment
I check out chiefin on straight kill
Baptized in a lake of fire
So this how hell feel
And I ain't never snitched
Or took the stand, bitch I'm a gangsta
Made nigga, bitch I'm a make it at all costs
Few of these niggas be testin me
But they resume all false
Heard his family wept
With my weaponery blew the wall off
Know some Belizian boys that'll bury
You with your balls off castrated
Niggas in yo click cut yo throat
Just cause you candy painted
Made a little change and they forgot
That you barely made it
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket of crabs
I couldn't put food in my budget
I was bustin my ass
To make a choice to either eat
Or have money for gas
Enough to make you break morals for
The love of this cash
The devil work and he stay
Immersed in my idle time
When there ain't shit twerkin
Niggas get murked in this life of mine
And I took some hit's on some niggas
Never knew what they did
Never considered they momma
They family or they kid loaded up my sig
Got a pint of gin and I took a swig
Bout to go knock his ass off the
Map cause I'm on my dick
I'm a made nigga
Bitch I'm a make it at all costs
If you niggas seen what I saw
You'd roll with a sawed off
Heard he utter words of my murder
But it was all talk
The killers I know don't get caught
But I bet they all walk i'm a made nigga
Bitch I'm a make it at all costs
If you niggas seen what I saw
You'd roll with a sawed off
Few of these niggas be testin me
But they resume all false
This thuggin gon' be the death of me
Lord we all lost
Tell me what would you do if
You were in my shoes? Can you tell me?
What would you do if you were in my shoes?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me what would you do?
What would you do if you were in my shoes?
Can you tell me?
Tell me what would you do if
You were in my shoes?
So I just twist up a sweet
Brain tissue stay gettin burned
As I cruise up 94, did a robbery night before
He thought I was there to purchase 10
But I robbed him for 90 more
Now I'm 100 solid
Bout to set up shop in Wisconsin
Grabbed my phone and chirped
My plug in Milwaukee, he just responded
Homie told me sex, money and drugs
They rule the earth so get your own
You know them thangs good as gone
When they touch the turf
Destined to pay for my dirt
The resist of temptation was hard
So be a thug from your birth til
You face to face with your God
And when I'm faced with that moment
I check out chiefin on straight kill
Baptized in a lake of fire
So this how hell feel
And I ain't never snitched
Or took the stand, bitch I'm a gangsta
Made nigga, bitch I'm a make it at all costs
Few of these niggas be testin me
But they resume all false
Heard his family wept
With my weaponery blew the wall off
Know some Belizian boys that'll bury
You with your balls off castrated
Niggas in yo click cut yo throat
Just cause you candy painted
Made a little change and they forgot
That you barely made it
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket of crabs
I couldn't put food in my budget
I was bustin my ass
To make a choice to either eat
Or have money for gas
Enough to make you break morals for
The love of this cash
The devil work and he stay
Immersed in my idle time
When there ain't shit twerkin
Niggas get murked in this life of mine
And I took some hit's on some niggas
Never knew what they did
Never considered they momma
They family or they kid loaded up my sig
Got a pint of gin and I took a swig
Bout to go knock his ass off the
Map cause I'm on my dick
I'm a made nigga
Bitch I'm a make it at all costs
If you niggas seen what I saw
You'd roll with a sawed off
Heard he utter words of my murder
But it was all talk
The killers I know don't get caught
But I bet they all walk i'm a made nigga
Bitch I'm a make it at all costs
If you niggas seen what I saw
You'd roll with a sawed off
Few of these niggas be testin me
But they resume all false
This thuggin gon' be the death of me
Lord we all lost
Tell me what would you do if
You were in my shoes? Can you tell me?
What would you do if you were in my shoes?
Can you tell me?
Can you tell me what would you do?
What would you do if you were in my shoes?
Can you tell me?
Tell me what would you do if
You were in my shoes?