Nas, Carl Thomas, Harlem World - You Made Me lyrics

[Nas, Carl Thomas, Harlem World - You Made Me lyrics]

Let's get it on

You made me you made me
You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why i live how I live
Cuz you made me the way I am

First of all, I was the worst of all
The first born, took my first breath
It was on and thanks to my moms
And some help from Nicky Barnes
I was raised in ways of a Don
They gas me like Exxon
Had me dealin' with ex cons
Frontin' with they Rolex on
Get sexed on a regular basis
Grown women puttin' they faces
In all the wrong places, molesting me
Now you see why my destiny
Was fucked up cuz my recipe
But I blame my mother cuz
I can't blame no other
And that's how my game was discovered
My mom was a sucker
Did that bullshit to my brother
But no matter what, I'mma love her
She gave me life
Even though she got high undercover
If she die, I can't find me another
But look what you made me

You made me you made me
You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why i live how I live
Cuz you made me the way I am

Yeah, you made me this way
Since the day I was born
When you slid on that crack shit
Mom be strong
'Fore long, I realized the same old song
Another cat that done bounced on
His kid and his spouse at the beginning
I knew my pops just had to be kidding
He's coming back any day
He wouldn't leave us that way
But anyway, the time got longer
My anger got stronger
It's no time to wonder the money I hunger
Without a blunder
I vowed to be all I could be
Started running guns OT, me and my code D
Leave from the backstreets of A T-L to N-Y-C
When the gunspot got hot, I switched to the D
When the D spot got hot, I went low key
Now that Harlem World spot hot
And I'm on TV i don't need no fake calls
From yo' ass at all
Just leave me the way you left
Me and watch me ball

You made me you made me
You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why i live how I live
Cuz you made me the way I am

What, what, uh you the reason
And I thank you, what check it out

Yo, yo, stormy night, September '73
Would you believe what my mom
Recieved from heaven was me? Second from me
My younger brother desperate as me
We see the world alike, type
Of girls he likes, the girls I like
The shit that make him mad, it make me hype
Bug like that
Share the same blood like that
Grew up around thugs poppin' and shit
Cardboard boxes and shit, dirt bikes
But now we hoppin' whips and merc, right?
Money's my birthright
My righteous birth so I floss
It's up to you to look inside yourself
See what's yours
Consecutive times, New Year's Eve
Light off nines in the skylines
Imaginary graves, poor the Henney on it
Share with my dogs who's here
Cuz there's so many gone
Yeah, Meeno, Ill Will, all my people
Big Stretch, we'll never forget
Allah keeps you
Until we meet again, through my
Pen y'all can speak through, uh

You made me you made me
You made me the way I am today
You're the reason why i live how I live
Cuz you made me the way I am

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