Текст песни Self-Made - Bryson Tiller
Woo,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
You
already
know
Young
Tiller
Let′s
go
Gucci
on
my
belt,
bought
a
necklace
for
myself
Bought
Giuseppe
for
myself,
spent
them
blessings
on
myself
Donatello,
that's
a
killer,
I
smoke
purple
out
the
shelf
She
want
Birkin,
she
want,
Gucci
purse,
she
want
Chanel,
got
it
I
spend
that
′cause
I
earned
it
for
myself
Got
my
shawty
out
the
way
and
now
I'm
splurging
on
myself
You
should
worry
'bout
yourself,
I′ve
been
working
on
myself
I′ve
been
balling
like
I'm
Curry,
need
a
jersey
for
myself
(I
need
a
jersey
for
myself)
What′s
next?
I'm
nervous
for
myself
If
I
changed,
I
became
a
better
version
of
myself
Bought
a
chain,
bought
two
more,
yeah,
I
deserve
that
for
myself
And
my
neighbors
look
at
me
like,
"How
he
purchase
that
himself?"
′Cause
I'm
a
seven
figure,
self-made
nigga
Blow
the
money,
get
it
back
the
next
day
nigga
(Made
it
back,
yeah)
Wow,
what
the
check
say,
nigga?
I′m
getting
paid,
nigga,
need
a
chef
and
maid,
nigga
And
a
Gucci
on
my
belt,
bought
a
necklace
for
myself
Bought
Giuseppe
for
myself,
spent
them
blessings
on
myself
Donatello,
that's
a
killer,
I
smoke
purple
out
the
shelf
She
want
Birkin,
she
want,
Gucci
purse,
she
want
Chanel,
got
it
Must've
heard
a
hundred
niggas
say
they
made
me
(I
made
that
nigga!)
So,
which
one
you
niggas
made
me?
Don′t
know
who
you
talking
to,
not
me,
oh
no,
you
can′t
be
They
wan'
be
my
fam,
but
my
crew
is
sucker-lame
free
(Lame
free)
I
just
want
a
yacht
and
a
jet-ski
Pull
up
on
your
block,
Icy
Hot,
Wayne
Gretzkey
(I
pull
up,
pull
up)
Fucking
con
artist,
boy,
you
sketchy
Pretty
but
she
messy,
only
wanna
sex
me
′Cause
I'm
a
Seven
figure,
self-made
nigga
Blow
the
money,
get
it
back
the
next
day
nigga
(Made
it
back,
yeah)
Wow,
what
the
check
say,
nigga?
I′m
getting
paid,
nigga,
need
a
chef
and
maid,
nigga
Count
that
mula
with
my
thumb
502,
that's
where
I′m
from
Used
to
stay
on
Hazelwood
You
see
trouble
then
you
run
(Run)
Word
to
Joker
Noble,
we
don't
do
this
shit
for
fun
100
million,
then
I'm
done
Poochie
laid
out
in
the
sun
Like
I
want
Gucci
on
my
belt,
bought
a
necklace
for
myself
Bought
Giuseppe
for
myself,
spent
them
blessings
on
myself
Donatello,
that′s
a
killer,
I
smoke
purple
out
the
shelf
She
want
Birkin,
she
want,
Gucci
purse,
she
want
Chanel,
got
it
Yeah,
yeah,
Gucci
on
my
belt
Yeah,
she
want
Gucci
on
her
belt
Gucci
on
her
purse
Gucci
on
that
Yeah
1 Rain On Me (Intro)
2 No Longer Friends
3 Don't Get Too High
4 Blowing Smoke
5 We Both Know
6 You Got It
7 In Check
8 Self-Made
9 Run Me Dry
10 High Stakes
11 Rain Interlude
12 Teach Me a Lesson
13 Stay Blessed
14 Money Problems / Benz Truck
15 Set It Off
16 Nevermind This Interlude
17 Before You Judge
18 Somethin Tells Me
19 Always (Outro)
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