Jim Jones - A monster made it lyrics

everything seem drama related Comma after comma, them commas my favorite Just sign it and date it All I ever wanted to say was, ‘Look mom, I made it!’ Look mom, I made it! Look mom, I made it! That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it! When I saw the syringe, I swore I would cringe, mommy Gone off the binge, daddy beat the doors off the hinge It felt like God was recordin’ my sins To play ‘em back in my dreams to make sure I saw ‘em again I can’t afford no more friends, I can’t afford no more losses I’ve dropped bags at the jewelers, spent forty on crosses I was down on my chips and I was still at the dealer I put bricks in my wrist so I can feel legit I’m a cold soul in a hard body Roll dolo in a wide body (Get ‘em) They snatched the gang, they tryna charge ‘em with a John Gotti Another three, they goin’ down for an armed robbery (Woo-woo) It’s all facts, I can’t tell a lie (Can’t tell a lie) I pray to God ‘cause he told me that the devil lies (Uh huh) Called my jeweler then he told me that my bezel cries Drop my top so I can pray up to my heaven skies Yeah, everything seem drama related Comma after comma, them commas my favorite Just sign it and date it All I ever wanted to say was, “Look mom, I made it!” Look mom, I made it! Look mom, I made it! That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it! Look mom, I made it! I’m goin’ overseas, I hope little mama can make it (Damn) I left her naked, told her meet me on the runway (Runway) When we comin’ back? Versuri-lyrics.info I only booked a one-way (Please) Why you askin’ questions? You the one I chose to come play (Come on) Besides, who else gon’ get you Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday (Who else?) They touched the don, it’s dawn, locin’, gunplay I touch ya moms, that’s word to moms, some say (What?) Lost both my ni**as, same circumstance I was thrivin’ through pain (Bloodshed, hearses) Outside with the stick on me (Who want it?) Wait, I ain’t got no one to blame That would drive you insane I would drive in the rain Body twenty-five, I still get twenty-five wit’ a thang No more quarters, doggie, that’s the price of them thangs Side or whole bird, I ain’t got time to be slicin’ no wings Yeah, everything seem drama related Comma after comma, them commas my favorite Just sign it and date it All I ever wanted to say was, “Look mom, I made it!” Look mom, I made it! Look mom, I made it! That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it! Look mom, I made it