K.T. - What You Made lyrics

[INTRO] [VERSE 1 PARIS MASON] Step inside the mind of a mad man Screaming in the dark Life in park Let him advance Crumbled up college plans Thrown em in the trash can Hanging with the thugs Selling d** out the backpack Out here chasing money & the fame Got will power for that honey in the way He don't wanna get stuck sh** get f**ed in a day She voluptuous Yo I had to f** anyway I been up in a daze At this hideous city I stare through window pane This ain't no video game Dawg these n***as ain't playing sh** real out here Square You get banged on quick Ain't a f**in thing to em See the power of the all mighty bill Sent a gunshot like a ringtone thru ya hood Better chill heard of lil n***as k**ed over k** Done got set up by a b**h and she ain't even get a yr Listen y'all you gotta open your ears I said they ain't even give her a year A b**h'll set a n***a up won't even give her a hiring It's so many n***as dead but not many tears shed Just sip liquor reminisce on the years they was here Feel the time coming quick and I'm becoming well aware Haters coming for my head bet they'd rather see me dead Most the old close friends done pushed me 2 the edge It was all bout bread now it's do it for the city sh** Bet when the time come Y'all run from my affiliates It's funny you be pushin' sh** off hope But b**h I'm really IT k**in' sh**, mix xanax bars And get the trippiest Regardless,the city know who poppin' Quit the silly sh** I hope you keep a choppa These drops got me feelin militant Done took ya b**h & set you in my scope Lets see who really hit And f** the government we'll wild out and be belligerent We'll be at opposition until they let my 50 n***as in I think the problem wit em is they just see a predicament Don't wanna be corrupt by intelligent thugs Treating everything like peddling d** Gettin' money we don't spend in the club Still livin it up Yeah Straight jacket nasty Local rappers pitter patter On a trip I'm stuck laughin at em, people flabbergasted Been in sh** I shouldn't know I'm blowin Rollie Pollie O's We kids, stop frontin Like you all too old to know the joke Shout my n***a Q The Dead Poet met the Holy Ghost Im ghosting on on this rap sh** n***as is a** backward Talking what they ain't got get em clocked in the jaws f** it I'll jus k** em all Soon as I came out the womb mama told me n***a ball I been stuck on the high n***as runnin' from. The fall I won't ever fear sh** know this happen to us all But what happened to the real thought it never would dissolve Now I'm gone HIGH [BRIDGE] Love the feeling not here Only when I'm back home For now I'm all alone and the shadows singing sad songs Lord don't take me now, see I ain't made it that far [HOOK] Tell em get away from me Far away from me I done blew whole 8th and Im drinking lean You see how far I done came Now look me in the face What you made Look at what you've made Look at what you Look at what you made Look at what you made [HOOK] Get away Far away from me/ Whole 8th to the face And I'm drankin lean/ Chasing money & the fame See how far I done came Look me in the face n***a, this is what you've made Look at what you made n***a look at what you've made I'm just what you made n***a I'm jus what you made n***a I'm just what you made n***a I'm the f**in man Ima throw it all away