Big Mike

Big Mike - Made Men lyrics

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[Big Mike]

Lets lock it up whut,whut

Hit the street nigga



I been watching these gotti niggaz for while now

I like they style and I like they style now

I like the way they travel close like a family,huh

Tightly knitted, well-known band of G's

I'm for that cheese

I did a couple of jobs for em, some mob shit I kill a ride for

Lied for em, in the process I made some paper stacks

Wanted to chill but was a lil to late for that

On the real they say they like the way I twirk it

Flat book style made dollars coming from dirt quick

Gold tooth smile, they had a vacancy in the outfit

Were these the type of cats I wanna be down with

Don't fuck around with it

Something was kinda telling me, 

But it seems curiousity got the best of me

Slip through the seams, cuz cream I'm one of the paid men

Remember the days when I was nuthin but a slave then

Some niggaz came in the days when

Between them all, I balled and always stayed pen

Tried not to fall on my toes I had to stay partner 

Cuz when you fall is when these muthafuckin snakes gotcha

Right or wrong, now is it wrong for me to roll this way

Is it for me to put paper away for colder days

What would say, cold ass questions I had to ask myself

Wasn't trying to give way to soul just to have some wealth

My cause advanced thats how they came to me

Temptation all through my life had me claiming shit

Now blaming me for misleading the younger heads

Wondering if I might be out there on the run from feds

Who else be dead, hard to say partner to many faces

Keep ballin outta town, in unfamiliar places

I'm starting to hate this shit I thought I once loved to death

I thought I'd be around to day when there was nuthin

Looking all sad at times just might be the death of me, huh

Outta line will niggaz have respect for me

Like Mike B had ??? adreneline, to main from northline

My niggaz cut in short time

Niggaz who been down for figures I promised

Take a wheel took me around all these unfamiliar streets

Blowin sweets,huh gazing a thiefs, black laquer flows

Lavish ass bus sitting just for tours, cash for ???

Muthafuckas telling me that the world is yours

At the time I couldn't figure if these niggaz hearts were pure

Were they fuckin with me mentally or was it my destiny

That this click right here just happen to be meant for me

If they had love would it show itself it due time

Crystal camera sorted like a shoe shine

New era, new ideas bout to come to life

But is the right year what really was instore for Mike

Which way shall roll take left or move another right

Will I find happiness or will I meet my death tonight

If my guess is right I might just fall right in between

A better team, a better scene and piece of this niggaz green

??? gleam tell the stories of my past worries 

Reminise on soldier tales of no nuts no glory

Whats really forme decisions, decisions 

When all I wanted was a mission of peace

Security from these cold ass streets woes me

A simple matter though it's complicated 

Niggaz who I once thought were friends yet in my mind most hated

Graduated status, afraid men, never paid men 

Never been in the company of made men 



[Hook x2:]

Afraid men 

Never been in the company of paid men

Muthafuckin made men nigg
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