Quentin Miller, TheCoolisMac - Made A Mark... lyrics
[Quentin Miller, TheCoolisMac - Made A Mark... lyrics]
Yuh, aye, yuh
Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta
Where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga
I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
You don't listen to my music
You just missin' out
And we sell verses with the discounts
Come get it now
I might slide through for a sec'
Might be in and out might just stay awhile
If that check right I'm sittin down
Dom, Kay and them gon' link me
When I'm in the town
Mac already off in Baldwin Hills
He chillin' now juice, yuh
Pun intended
I feel like 2Pac how I'm gettin' round
I'm up now, like Up
Like Pixar, no kiddin' round
It's fuck ya'll, no trust
No convo, no figurin' out, ya dig?
Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta
Where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga
I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
If you don't listen to my music
Then you missin' out
If you don't listen to my
Shit then you missin' out, nigga
In LA, they callin' me country
You know how that go
East side nigga, be full honest
I had hella hoes keep that old school
Like cat piss and optimals
Hotter than volcano flows, in the Galapagos
Can't stop
I'm always lookin' like I gotta go
Keep this shit all the way player
That's all you gotta know
Oh you new? I beat the skreet like Creed
Flint OD, you tryna' hit this new weed?
Heard that UTD? Baby that's nonsense
Look at my fit, I need a table of contents
1317, clique tight, so be conscious
And free my niggas bein' seen
On some dime shit, mac
Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta
Where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga
I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
If you don't listen to my music
Then you missin' out
If you don't listen to my
Shit then you missin' out, nigga
Heh heh heh
Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta
Where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga
I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
You don't listen to my music
You just missin' out
And we sell verses with the discounts
Come get it now
I might slide through for a sec'
Might be in and out might just stay awhile
If that check right I'm sittin down
Dom, Kay and them gon' link me
When I'm in the town
Mac already off in Baldwin Hills
He chillin' now juice, yuh
Pun intended
I feel like 2Pac how I'm gettin' round
I'm up now, like Up
Like Pixar, no kiddin' round
It's fuck ya'll, no trust
No convo, no figurin' out, ya dig?
Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta
Where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga
I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
If you don't listen to my music
Then you missin' out
If you don't listen to my
Shit then you missin' out, nigga
In LA, they callin' me country
You know how that go
East side nigga, be full honest
I had hella hoes keep that old school
Like cat piss and optimals
Hotter than volcano flows, in the Galapagos
Can't stop
I'm always lookin' like I gotta go
Keep this shit all the way player
That's all you gotta know
Oh you new? I beat the skreet like Creed
Flint OD, you tryna' hit this new weed?
Heard that UTD? Baby that's nonsense
Look at my fit, I need a table of contents
1317, clique tight, so be conscious
And free my niggas bein' seen
On some dime shit, mac
Made a mark in this game, yeah I did that
It's respect on my name, now they big mad
North Atlanta
Where them drug dealers buy zips at
A young get-it-out-the-mud nigga
I'm is that
I put gold in my mouth when I'm jiggin' out
I put truth in my rhymes and I live it out
If you don't listen to my music
Then you missin' out
If you don't listen to my
Shit then you missin' out, nigga
Heh heh heh