Self Made

[Intro: Talking - Rick Ross]

Self made

Gotta handle your own

I'm a handle mine

[Verse 1: Wale]

They tried and tell me I don't fit up in this motha fucka

Cause Rozay been talkin white he think he Uncle Ruckus

I laugh at Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget

And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Bitch I think I'm Jean Wolf (don't know correcct spelling)

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Fly as Ricky steam boat

Me and my Moschino

I don't wear no 501's

1000 dollar jeans flow

It's funny I'm gucci man all the slates gone

I'm winning cause Ricky made my mistakes known

It's funny that since I put this chain on

These bitches appear quicker than state farm

Wale Folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Weed I can't pronounce man

This shit would leave Rosetta stoned

This man can single handedly save the culture

You got no spark you need some lighter man you sammy sosa

So get it right ok you ballin and I'm with the owners

You know my drive is retarded like I'm riding doughnuts

Picture me rollin'

Young, handsome and focused

Got that vision of pac

And though my branding is Oprah

Michelangelo portrait meet Mia Angelou notebook

Michael Jordan performance nigga I dream to be all of it

Yea, I'm just a poet with some hangtime

I don't really shakespeare

I just shake dice

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Private plane TSA can kiss my ass

Lord forgive me I'm trying know I ain't living right

But this card I'm trickin' with got no limit right

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

They on my ass like a center make them take a hike

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]

It's MMG baby

The dream team

I made it myself

Guess I'm self made

Fire starter put me anywhere I just blaze

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that I catch AIDS

Motivated just from being broke

Had a dream like Martin Luther, little bit of hope

If Sam Rosen never rolled and Malcom never spoke

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Instead the lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

When people used to ask if I was signed I would tell them no

Cause I was never hesitant to represent

Devil knocking at the door screaming let me in

Tell the owner hit the locks when we stepping in

Charlie Sheen on them haters, they don't wanna let me win

Nah, niggas they don't wanna let me win

But I'm a build it ground up, once again

I kill these rappers early in the game, abortion

Spit a verse like lemme get ya fam, extortion

Send these niggas back to when they came, deportion

Make'm forefeit and I'm porshin 600 horses

911, somebody call'em

Kemba Walker crossem over, somebody fallin

Jump back, I hit the shot, somebody ballin

I'm at the dealer and I hear that Maserati callin

Black and white diamonds looking like my neck be vollyballin

And this presi lookin like somebody pottied on it

I don't gotta join illuminati just to get a new Bugatti

I'm just ridin I done put a thousand miles on my body

[Talking: Rick Ross]

Born to win

Look around

From the projects to the penthouse

Our vision never changed, we self made

Count that up

[Verse 3: Pill]

Self made self paid man

P-I double L in the building

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Kitchen overload

Door knob turns

The aisle burn baking soda pourin'

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Profit margings increase

Agent to beat with my gun out

Out witted, out foxed you over matched

House hidden, drop tops the sofas match

This is fine dine take out

First date make out

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

As I enter the steak house pockets on humongo

Philosphical drama and wildin known as the congo

Africana, Black as Ghana, be my attire

Mary water, marajuana that stick to get higher

We blow stress through the vessel, the Marriott

We self made, carry on while we carry out

[Rick Ross:]

If I woke up tomorrow and didn't have a dolla

As long as I have my heart I can get it all over

Dream team

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

The lovely Teedra Moses