Songtexte We Made It - HQ

You should be glad that we made it
You should be glad that we made it)
Because we're bringing it home (because we're bringing it home)
And I see that you hating (and I see that you hating)
Cause all y'all know that we on (cause all y'all know that we on)

First off, middle finger to them haters
I'd be damned if I let a sucka stick me for my paper
My women don't love for free, my women stay sucka free
You got us for my women with birds and all kind of fancy things
My women got fat cats, your women are Kat Stacks
Your women roll in crews, my thugs call 'em rat packs
Street player, no Abercrombie
Keep one eye open, no Illuminati
Happy trendsetter, you are just a carbon copy
Get your weight up, not your hate up
Hundred thousand euros every time I lift my chain up
I'm on a mission, that bull you talking don't entertain me
Shame us, miseducate us, turn it around and then they blame us
My realest friends are dead, my current homies phony
I'm out to get mine, feel like the world owe me
Now pay me what you owe me

You should be glad that we made it
You should be glad that we made it)
Because we're bringing it home (because we're bringing it home)
And I see that you hating (and I see that you hating)
Cause all y'all know that we on (cause all y'all know that we on)

I got a lot of fake thugs hating on me
Dream crushers, wanna send me to my maker, homie
I ain't trippin', I keep it pimpin'
I got two best friends and a big cousin waitin' on me
Know y'all all got haters, ever wonder what they hating for?
Underneath the hate is hurt, underneath the hurt is love
Haters wanna love you but my love is just not for them
Keep it one hundred, I'm more than a rap musician
Elevation of today's generation if I can make them listen
I put on for my city, the same city my brothers died
Say rappers the best, fluent, tell Rolly they been advised
Blood sweat and tears, just building my enterprise
Laugh in the face of death, when we cry it's joyful tears
Pour some liquor if you wanna, tap the bottle if you here
I'm one up on the world, like a leap year
And only God know what it takes for us to make it here

You should be glad that we made it
You should be glad that we made it)
Because we're bringing it home (because we're bringing it home)
And I see that you hating (and I see that you hating)
Cause all y'all know that we on (cause all y'all know that we on)

Dream crushers, wanna take us under
Spit like it's my last verse, eat like it's the last supper
If you ain't talking 'bout money, homie, keep it quiet
Real thugs in this place, get your crew bodied
Uh, you wanna truly be blessed?
Then pray for your worst enemy with your last breath
No tattoos, but I'm still a goon
Everybody know me, tell me who is you?
You want something? You gotta speak it to existence
Every chick that go down on me, net worth at least a half a million
Crush diamonds got me shining, watch your baby mama
Rhymers keep them haters silent like the S in island
That brother HQ, he's so frickin' real
Wait a minute, why my dog ain't got no record deal?
Laugh out loud, then you gotta remind yourself
H is a frickin' boss, so he went and signed himself

You should be glad that we made it
You should be glad that we made it)
Because we're bringing it home (because we're bringing it home)
And I see that you hating (and I see that you hating)
Cause all y'all know that we on (cause all y'all know that we on)