
Made of Stone Tom MacDonald
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[Verse 1]
I said a prayer to the man
I did the work with my hands, yeah
I never care what they said
I ain't paid the rent with their respect, yeah
I ride with my family and friends, yeah
The Honda turned into a Benz, yeah
Ain't signing no deal with them
It's independent till I'm dead, yeah
The world is too crazy I'm coppin' a crib in the middle of nowhere
You get hit with a shot from like 400 feet if your dumb enough you try and go there
Spending a grip on my privacy
Hang Over Gang down to die with me
Takе a mil out my paypal and give it to homie to find you if you tryin' to hide from mе
Stop playing, I'm the best out
No rooms for the Billboard plaques get the guest house
Bet it all on me, till the checks bounce
Middle finger in the air and my head down
I see, I see, I see, I see life like its the 90's
Got the baddest attitude future still so shiny
Before the hope was gone, Gameboy, playing Pokemon
In my folks garage me and my bros home alone and smoking lots
Treated every single dollar like its gold or something
[Pre-Chorus]
Poof, life changed, ears, neck, wrist like the ice-age, I'm paid
The only thing different is we hit em' with a blicky
If you trippin', we ain't stick em' with the knife blade
I said a prayer to the man
I did the work with my hands, yeah
I never care what they said
I ain't paid the rent with their respect, yeah
I ride with my family and friends, yeah
The Honda turned into a Benz, yeah
Ain't signing no deal with them
It's independent till I'm dead, yeah
The world is too crazy I'm coppin' a crib in the middle of nowhere
You get hit with a shot from like 400 feet if your dumb enough you try and go there
Spending a grip on my privacy
Hang Over Gang down to die with me
Takе a mil out my paypal and give it to homie to find you if you tryin' to hide from mе
Stop playing, I'm the best out
No rooms for the Billboard plaques get the guest house
Bet it all on me, till the checks bounce
Middle finger in the air and my head down
I see, I see, I see, I see life like its the 90's
Got the baddest attitude future still so shiny
Before the hope was gone, Gameboy, playing Pokemon
In my folks garage me and my bros home alone and smoking lots
Treated every single dollar like its gold or something
[Pre-Chorus]
Poof, life changed, ears, neck, wrist like the ice-age, I'm paid
The only thing different is we hit em' with a blicky
If you trippin', we ain't stick em' with the knife blade
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