Made You Look by Murder Mal Lyrics
[Verse]
I came in the game like a cop, just to kill niggas
Tommy pull out of drop, bet you that he'll figure
Ran some game on a thot, you know I will hit it
Fresh Prince up on the block, nigga, I'm will smithing
Pockets only filled Benjamin Franklin bills in em
Any thing I say that I want, younging I will get it
Any thing get in my way, then I'll slay, I'm Kyrie Irving to the basket, I'll still finish
All you niggas care about is how to fill women
I'm tryna be in a lose lose, and still win it
Ya niggas ain't about ya bucks, ya bout a nut
Ima call ya Jason, ya stay kidding
Switch the bars, switch the flow up
I'm making 50 money, you niggas making them slow bucks
I'll put a hole right through his tummy like he a donut
These bitches saying that I'm a thot? I'm like so what!
Cause you one and to run down bitch, I needed no luck
I show respect to the ones who hate
Do whatever he gotta do to get some food on his plate
But if he tryna come for mine, then the fool'll get scraped
Like the number after seven, younging, you could get ate
If you gon spray then spray
We all gotta die one day
But until that day come, I work Sunday to Sunday
I love pay
You get in my way? Then it's fuck age
You still old enough for ya ass to gut blazed
Make real moves, you need to stop doing pump fakes
I'm hood and book smart, I don't gotta live the thug way
And I don't care what any single one say
You think you got the answers? But know that I don't really give a fuck Sway!
Like what mane?
I don't think they understand me
I want something real like Mendeces and Yandy
I'm tryna a push a Benz while they pushing a Camry
I pack heat that make you go "ow!" Like Manny
We spring on you, just like its Mayweather
Niggas got bricks to move, like they play Tetris
Always been the big man here, like I play center
All wins no losses, younging, I never came second
Stay stressing, like why you mad?
I said "fuck showing feelings" and I got in my bag
You niggas kinda sad, talking like ya spaz
Ya Nick Minaj types, all you niggas are ass
And on some Jimmy Neutron, that means I gotta blast
To be the first one to hit you but that shit gon last
Bullets like Steph Curry, automatic splash
Niggas don't understand how a man should rock
Im on some shit, I don't care if we mans or not
Ima tell you if he hit you, then that hammers cocked
A bond don't mean shit blood, he could still get popped
Im from Bronx lil nigga, do you understand that?
We will rob you for your knots and give your rubber bands back
Shots hit from both sides like niggas planned that
It'll make a mummy cry when she see that man wrapped
Nigga whats popping?
Like Houston, I'll rocket
I fire shots and leave you niggas diddy bopping
And making money is the top plan
This what I do to kill time like a nigga break watches
And what?
Ya niggas Milly Rock up on any block?
Making me mad with shit that I already got?
Your pockets empty, and mine filled with plenty guap
Ya baby come my way just like I'm Fetty Wap
I hate niggas always thinking that that they get it
Nothing to they name but they always want credit
I call em instagram cause they always got to edit
Broke boy, you don't got no pockets, wear leggings
I'm focused, I'm in my bag
Shit is open
Something to say?
I got two nuts, hold them
My bars stay ready, these shits is locked and loaded
Have you fighting for ya life, Lamar Odom
Its Murder
I came in the game like a cop, just to kill niggas
Tommy pull out of drop, bet you that he'll figure
Ran some game on a thot, you know I will hit it
Fresh Prince up on the block, nigga, I'm will smithing
Pockets only filled Benjamin Franklin bills in em
Any thing I say that I want, younging I will get it
Any thing get in my way, then I'll slay, I'm Kyrie Irving to the basket, I'll still finish
All you niggas care about is how to fill women
I'm tryna be in a lose lose, and still win it
Ya niggas ain't about ya bucks, ya bout a nut
Ima call ya Jason, ya stay kidding
Switch the bars, switch the flow up
I'm making 50 money, you niggas making them slow bucks
I'll put a hole right through his tummy like he a donut
These bitches saying that I'm a thot? I'm like so what!
Cause you one and to run down bitch, I needed no luck
I show respect to the ones who hate
Do whatever he gotta do to get some food on his plate
But if he tryna come for mine, then the fool'll get scraped
Like the number after seven, younging, you could get ate
If you gon spray then spray
We all gotta die one day
But until that day come, I work Sunday to Sunday
I love pay
You get in my way? Then it's fuck age
You still old enough for ya ass to gut blazed
Make real moves, you need to stop doing pump fakes
I'm hood and book smart, I don't gotta live the thug way
And I don't care what any single one say
You think you got the answers? But know that I don't really give a fuck Sway!
Like what mane?
I don't think they understand me
I want something real like Mendeces and Yandy
I'm tryna a push a Benz while they pushing a Camry
I pack heat that make you go "ow!" Like Manny
We spring on you, just like its Mayweather
Niggas got bricks to move, like they play Tetris
Always been the big man here, like I play center
All wins no losses, younging, I never came second
Stay stressing, like why you mad?
I said "fuck showing feelings" and I got in my bag
You niggas kinda sad, talking like ya spaz
Ya Nick Minaj types, all you niggas are ass
And on some Jimmy Neutron, that means I gotta blast
To be the first one to hit you but that shit gon last
Bullets like Steph Curry, automatic splash
Niggas don't understand how a man should rock
Im on some shit, I don't care if we mans or not
Ima tell you if he hit you, then that hammers cocked
A bond don't mean shit blood, he could still get popped
Im from Bronx lil nigga, do you understand that?
We will rob you for your knots and give your rubber bands back
Shots hit from both sides like niggas planned that
It'll make a mummy cry when she see that man wrapped
Nigga whats popping?
Like Houston, I'll rocket
I fire shots and leave you niggas diddy bopping
And making money is the top plan
This what I do to kill time like a nigga break watches
And what?
Ya niggas Milly Rock up on any block?
Making me mad with shit that I already got?
Your pockets empty, and mine filled with plenty guap
Ya baby come my way just like I'm Fetty Wap
I hate niggas always thinking that that they get it
Nothing to they name but they always want credit
I call em instagram cause they always got to edit
Broke boy, you don't got no pockets, wear leggings
I'm focused, I'm in my bag
Shit is open
Something to say?
I got two nuts, hold them
My bars stay ready, these shits is locked and loaded
Have you fighting for ya life, Lamar Odom
Its Murder