Children of Leisure - KlapTrapperz (Self-Made) lyrics

[Verse 1:] If you're feelin' trapped, then you gotta clap Klaptrapperz put it down just to make a stack, stack Don't let em k** your chill when they at-tack Klaptrapperz put it down just to make a stack, stack You could spend your life working towards someone else's dreams Or you could spend it making your dreams come to be Can't take nothing with you when you're back into the dirt Don't cheat yourself; bosses pay themselves first So I gotta… FIRST! Make my move… FIRST! Till I become… FIRST! Self-made, FIRST! Ten thousand hours just to make it back, back R U +Glad, well+ so am I when I stack, stack Klaptrapperz put it down just to make a stack, stack Klaptrapperz put it down just to make a stack, stack [Break:] So I gotta… (got, got got) Make my move… (make-make, make-make) Till I become… (till I) Self-made (made) Till I'm, till I'm Self-Made Till I'm, till I'm Self-Made So I gotta… (got got) Make my move… (make-make) Till I become… (till I, till I'm) Self-made (made) [Verse 2:] Been different all my life, I own it now; it doesn't stop What is the reason for the thirst when I touch the block? All that sugar water you was drankin', was is not Enough to quench it while you lust on jocks, stuntin from the docks? If you want change, quit paying the same tip I learned early money is that universal language I gotta speak it fluently so investors call me Still, I'm the type to take a chance even if it's costly Who takes risks anymore? They play it safe But swear they got nothing to lose; difficult takes a day Impossible takes a week I wouldn't take the weak with me to the summit I'm jumping from it, taking the leap – of faith They'll try to snatch that, so I snap back Can't let em have that, so I klap-trap I deserve the best right now, that's facts Klaptrapperz put it down just to make a stack, stack [Break:] So I gotta… (got, got got) Make my move… (make-make, make-make) Till I become… (till I) Self-made (made) So I gotta… (got got) Make my move… (make-make) Till I become… (till I, till I'm) Self-made (made) Till I'm, till I'm Self-Made Till I'm, till I'm Self-Made Till I'm, till I'm Self-Made Till I'm, till I'm Self-Made [Verse 3:] If you ain't a friend, you gotta be a foe (F.O.H.) Fakes outta here, this has gotta be a joke Of course we not on the same page You sound illiterate; it gives me great pains To know your brain terribly wasted stayin basic Your brain get a Viking burial on a slave ship It was dead on arrival, I took the opportunity Stepped to the podium prepared to give the eulogy The way I feel, I could smack the fire! I could smack the fire from a bold-face liar! Still I take the bitter with the sweet (SWEET!) And all the business in between Living for the Benjamins and then ten acres Binge till I cringe, laughing now then repent later Sending for the sinners grinning at your dimmer wagers Are you getting paper Are you smarter than a fifth grader? [Out Hook:] So I gotta… (got, got got) Make my move… (make-make, make-make) Till I become… (till I) Self-made (made) Can't take nothing with you when you're back into the dirt Don't cheat yourself; bosses pay themselves first So I gotta… (got got) Make my move… (make-make) Till I become… (till I, till I'm) Self-made (made) So I gotta… (got got) Make my move… (till I, till I'm) Till I become… (till I, till I'm) Self-made (made)