Future - We Made Our Own lyrics

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Future - We Made Our Own lyrics

[Hook: Future] Hey, we made our own money We made our own money We made our own money We made our own money f** these n***as they ain't ballin' We made our own money f** these b**hes they ain't call We made our own money We made our own money We made our own money [Verse 1: Future] I print my own money, I get so much I can't be touched I take that loud pack and then I stuff it in the dutch Guess I'm a hood rat, me and my n***as moving up My fingertips green from all these racks I'm countin' up I'm on that Charlie Sheen, I got to win, I got to win I'm ballin' like Kareem, I'm livin' in this life of sin I sip a bunch of lean, I love it like it's juice and gin Man f** yo attitude, you 'bout to make me f** your friend I should've been ashamed, b**hes f**ing b**hes too I'm on a money train, I can't slow down, I just regroup I had to make a change, it's f** Obama I'm the truth Consider me a lion and they done let me out the zoo - whoo! [Hook: Future] Hey, we made our own money We made our own money We made our own money We made our own money f** these n***as they ain't ballin' We made our own money f** these b**hes they ain't call We made our own money We made our own money We made our own money [Verse 2: Future] I push one bu*ton, the roof gon' go into the trunk I'm John Gotti paid, now I'm going Donald Trump I'm on a rampage, I had to climb up out a slump I'm on like 5 geeks, and I'm talking to my 'migo I told 'em I retired, I wanna thank them for the kilos I can't never forget, what I went through for me to be here On my metro, I was working, I was serving I go cutthroat, when I'm down and I'm hurting This a special moment, and we taking full advantage 100 dollar Future, I'll pa** them out to all my family I got this one b**h, I'll put her in the red bottoms When you dumb rich, and you came from the bottom [Hook: Future] Hey, we made our own money We made our own money We made our own money We made our own money f** these n***as they ain't ballin' We made our own money f** these b**hes they ain't call We made our own money We made our own money We made our own money [Verse 3: Future] Tell me the combination, I'm 'bout to fill it up with racks I don't take no vacations, I ain't got no time to relax I'm flying up the Doja, 9-1-1, them the horses is inside the motor When the money come, hater come and you keep some soldiers They gonna knock a n***a off for you Just to say they told you I'mma get the office in the building to make my quota I can't never have no feelings for b**hes, they so rogue-ish Trying to come to the club with a n***a to get exposure I'mma buy shawty a bag, I feel sad for her She can't come around a rich n***a rocking a Coach I done beat a couple cases and did'n show up at court Everything Versace, Medusa including my locs (Outro) Chiefin' on some good herb Let's go and fire up Black Woodstock!