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Self-Made Lyrics By 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 that killa i smoke purple out the shell
    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 more yeah i deserve that for myself
    and my neighbors look at me like how he purchase that himself

    cause i’m a sevenfigure
    selfmade 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 that killa i smoke purple out the shell
    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 suckerlame free lame free
    i just want a yacht and a jetski
    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 sevenfigure
    selfmade 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
    50 that’s where i’m from
    used to stay on hazelwood
    you see trouble then you run run
    word to joker no but we don’t do this shit for fun
    hundred 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 that killa i smoke purple out the shell
    she want birkin she want gucci purse she want chanel

    yeah yeah gucci on my belt
    yeah she want gucci on her belt
    gucci on her purse
    gucci on that
    yeah

    Artist: Bryson Tiller

    Year: 2017

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 247