Lyrics Made It Happen - NLE Choppa

Pipe that sh- up, TnT (woah)
Dmac on the f- track (mmm)
I read a comment the other day and folks say I be fake (ayy)
Uh, that sh- be funny (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, oh, oh, oh, woah)
I speak real facts, real life (brrt), no rap cap
This sh- real, for real (ayy, brrt)
Rasta, you know me
Know this for my people
Rasta, you know me
Know this for my people
Rasta, you know me
Know this for my people
Rasta, you know me
Know this for my people (ayy)
Yeah, you helped when I was down
But I did more when I got up
I'm grateful they penny pinchin'
Draw that line and then they stuck
Lotta n-, they ain't wit' me from the beginning, now it's f- 'em
Broke as f-, I asked for licks and you ain't give it, how I'm your brother?
I still slide with them choppers, I still move with them robbers
I kill your demon, we the devils, we be squashin' them goblins
He's in the distance talkin' murder but he cap on them bodies
Y'all the ones that's gettin' hit, ayy, check the news if I'm lyin' (brrt)
At the end of the day, all the n- gettin' popped (gettin' popped)
Roll on the block and I'ma make it rock (I'ma make it rock)
Rocks in my cup while I sip on Wock (sip on Wock)
Pulled the panties up, I told her I just want the top (I just want the top)
I ain't gotta say "R.I.P" to too many of my n-
'Cause me and my n- really do the killing
You would rather hear me say "Free Hotty" then "Free Tae" (free my dawgs)
And free my n- CeeLo 'cause they fightin' they sentences
I done really seen tragic but I still made it happen
Handguns, automatics and they gettin' to clappin'
Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin'
Y'all shoulda seen that n- face
When I upped on him (when I upped on him)
My n- happy I did it but to be honest
Shoulda bust homie (shoulda bust homie)
But I'm a father now, I got a daughter now
I gotta be smarter now and go a little harder now
She done f- with my pride, a couple n- I let slide (I let slide)
But don't forget them n- I put up like a jet ride
A real gangster, helped a n- that needed most around
I'ma put my n- on, not finna joke a clown
I feel I do a lot
But do I do too much?
Mom say I do enough
But enough is enough
It's too much on my back but still, I carry everybody (I carry everybody)
But when my knees buckle, I ain't get a text from nobody (nobody)
God (text from nobody)
Them folks, ayy, they took my Instagram and I ain't get a text from nobody
I done really seen tragic but I still made it happen
Handguns, automatics and they gettin' to clappin'
Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin' (brrt, brrt)
I done really seen tragic but I still made it happen
Handguns, automatics and they gettin' to clappin'
Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain't doin' no jammin' (brrt, brrt)
A'ight, haha
Great deal, haha