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Hollywoodd - SelfMade Lyrics



Hollywoodd - SelfMade Lyrics




Hollywoodd, this shit crazy

Hollywoodd, you snap

Yeah, this the life I live, yeah, this the life I love
Remember how I took my first ten racks off of drugs
The shit I used to re-up with, now that ain't enough
And then a hundred dollar flips, a couple bands plus
Real niggas stand up, I'm a real stand-up nigga
I pray I go out with respect with my hand on the trigger
Now I'm gon' go out with a check, my folks comin' in richer
She wish me coulda last long, she shoulda took a picture

I ain't even off this rap, but I'm gettin' bigger
Tryna make it out this trap, but it's gettin' bigger
I'm zoned in, a slave to these racks, a self-made nigga
She on it, but she ain't my type, I'm passin' my niggas
Yeah, you got a cute lil' shape, but you ain't seven niggas
I wouldn't even take you to five guys, you f*ck with seven niggas

I love shit, D.O.A. dead on the ride, but not even in the picture
She ask me why my cut be dark as f*ck, she wanna know the mixture
And why I call this dead white man my best friend
And why every time I leave, I grab my weapon

Protection, they run up again, they'll be a dead man
I aint stressin on niggas and bitches, I'm rich as ever
I said I love her, but I was high when I had Teller
Don't let me die, cause they gon' spin like a propeller

I'll never turn my back on none of my brothers, no, not never
Yeah, this the life I live, yeah, this the life I love
Remember how I touched my first ten racks off of drugs
The shit I used to reel with, now that ain't enough
And then a hundred dollar flips, a couple bands plus
Real niggas stand up, I'm a real stand-up nigga
I pray I go out with respect with my hand on the trigger
No, I'm gon' go out with a check, my folks come in here richer
She wish we coulda last long, she shoulda took a picture

Yeah, she fine as hell, but I wanna see what that hair do
Y'all love the laced drugs, so I'ma get you a laced tooth
Do it right the first time, there ain't no take-two
Some hoes just ain't you
And to my mama from her older son
Just wanna thank you, you showed me every shit in this world
That a young nigga can't do
When I get rich, don't worry about shit, I'ma personally bank you

You number one in every stat, if I personally rank you
Taking risks, the police on our dick, so we gon' switch the whip
This ain't a myth, could be a mannequin, so couldn't fake this shit
One nigga run up on me wrong, and he gon' face a four-neck

I crack the G in front of your bitch, now she tryna eat dick
Self-made nigga, fly as a feather
The Mary Boone on my shoes, palm angel on my sweater
Go home to you, but let her tell ya'll ain't together

Why trust a bitch when you can pick a day from now and never leave

Hollywoodd dis sh*t crazy
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Hollywoodd, this shit crazy

Hollywoodd, you snap

Yeah, this the life I live, yeah, this the life I love
Remember how I took my first ten racks off of drugs
The shit I used to re-up with, now that ain't enough
And then a hundred dollar flips, a couple bands plus
Real niggas stand up, I'm a real stand-up nigga
I pray I go out with respect with my hand on the trigger
Now I'm gon' go out with a check, my folks comin' in richer
She wish me coulda last long, she shoulda took a picture

I ain't even off this rap, but I'm gettin' bigger
Tryna make it out this trap, but it's gettin' bigger
I'm zoned in, a slave to these racks, a self-made nigga
She on it, but she ain't my type, I'm passin' my niggas
Yeah, you got a cute lil' shape, but you ain't seven niggas
I wouldn't even take you to five guys, you f*ck with seven niggas

I love shit, D.O.A. dead on the ride, but not even in the picture
She ask me why my cut be dark as f*ck, she wanna know the mixture
And why I call this dead white man my best friend
And why every time I leave, I grab my weapon

Protection, they run up again, they'll be a dead man
I aint stressin on niggas and bitches, I'm rich as ever
I said I love her, but I was high when I had Teller
Don't let me die, cause they gon' spin like a propeller

I'll never turn my back on none of my brothers, no, not never
Yeah, this the life I live, yeah, this the life I love
Remember how I touched my first ten racks off of drugs
The shit I used to reel with, now that ain't enough
And then a hundred dollar flips, a couple bands plus
Real niggas stand up, I'm a real stand-up nigga
I pray I go out with respect with my hand on the trigger
No, I'm gon' go out with a check, my folks come in here richer
She wish we coulda last long, she shoulda took a picture

Yeah, she fine as hell, but I wanna see what that hair do
Y'all love the laced drugs, so I'ma get you a laced tooth
Do it right the first time, there ain't no take-two
Some hoes just ain't you
And to my mama from her older son
Just wanna thank you, you showed me every shit in this world
That a young nigga can't do
When I get rich, don't worry about shit, I'ma personally bank you

You number one in every stat, if I personally rank you
Taking risks, the police on our dick, so we gon' switch the whip
This ain't a myth, could be a mannequin, so couldn't fake this shit
One nigga run up on me wrong, and he gon' face a four-neck

I crack the G in front of your bitch, now she tryna eat dick
Self-made nigga, fly as a feather
The Mary Boone on my shoes, palm angel on my sweater
Go home to you, but let her tell ya'll ain't together

Why trust a bitch when you can pick a day from now and never leave

Hollywoodd dis sh*t crazy
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Writer: Ta'veyan Lowe
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