Made It Up

Straight flow on the track
Bring the dough right back
And my girl throw it back
Y’all know that’s a fact
Did a show, got a stack
Want some chrome, ditch the gas
And the doors like a bat
Windows pitch black
Uh
I’m feelin like a couple hundred bucks
Plus a couple million dreams of
Everybody tryna fuck
The realest in the game’s always the first
One to duck
And everybody know my name
Before I even made it up
Before I even made it up
Before I even made it up
The realest in the game’s always the first
One to duck
And everybody know my name
Before I even made it up
Hi
My name is Kobé Blonder
I am probably the last one you’d expect just fucked your daughter
That’s because I drink my water
And my old chains smell like copper
But unfortunately I may just turn you to a grandfather
I’m on my fuck around and destroy the fuckin town shit
Hit me in my city and I know that you ain’t bout it
Imma take the route right through, you’ll prolly go around it
Heard some shit you think I did? I wouldn’t fuckin doubt it
Turn the fuckin bass up
Turn the fuckin vocals down
No one needs to hear me sing
We’re here to fuckin rage right now
Take over the stage right now
Take over the country too
Load up all my bars and shoot em
Like a fuckin movie too
Want floors filled with racks
Doors that open up like that
Want bar after bar
And the beats all to slap
But I’m broke, got a Mac
Yellin Rest In Peace to Mac
Actin like I’m Cactus Jack
But my tune is soundin flat
I’m feelin like a couple hundred bucks
Plus a couple million dreams of
Everybody tryna fuck
The realest in the game’s always the first
One to duck
And everybody know my name
Before I even made it up
Before I even made it up
Before I even made it up
The realest in the game’s always the first
One to duck
And everybody know my name
Before I even made it up