Thomas Beats - Self-made man lyrics

Intro : Check ! Acey on the microphone Leito up in this b**h ! I'm a Self-made man Microphone Check ! Yo Verse : I was born in 1990 in the middle of nowhere I rap that sh** for my easy life no scare Blowin' my mind spittin' on my rhymes homie you don't dare Acey Ten on the mic not for the money I don't care I'm not Kanye west I ain't got his damn chain But listen to me homie I'm doin' the same thang Insane lyrics on my sheet okay it's the plan, mane ! I do it for my self, for me and my lame fame Nobody knows me, but I'm still improvin' I'm not VIP in the places I wanna move in If you see me at parties in a couple of twitpics I'd be dead on the floor like the body in Twin peaks I don't believe in God so b**h set me free ! Success is my religion cause my mates pray for me I fly like a bu*terfly, sting like a bee Cause my dick's oversized I f** you like a b**h ! I ain't crazy I even work with psychos They just my patients I only squirt on psych hoes Oh no ! Don't call me Ratched I'm Randall Five medicines ain't enough for my pain call My only drug is my pencil I claim my opinion like a dumb Mr. Zola My thang is fresher than a can of Coca-Cola I jump on the mic with the Force Master Yoda I put my words in it, sky's the limit Never hesitate to get the light when I see it No freestylin' all my sh** is written But if I get inspired f**in' prick you can't f** with it ! I'm a self-made man doin' my worthless thang If you hate it motherf**er I really don't give a damn ! I'm a self-made man doin' my worthless thang If you hate it motherf**er I really don't give a damn !