Back to Top

made it. Video (MV)




Performed By: ibmia
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: SUDAN WILLIAMS




ibmia - made it. Lyrics
Official




Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
When I'm off the pills , you know that I'm impatient.
Leaning off the x yea how look how far that I made it
I drove the scat like once and then I mothaf*cking changed it
Look how far I made it
When I look in yo eyes, I can tell that you changing
Would you still be here with me if I didn't have the fame
Would you still be here with me if the money haven't came in
Chillin in the studio, you know that I get high
I want my bars to raise the roof for you know that im gonna fly
I wanna fly above the limits that they set and touch the sky
They say The truth comes to light, well grab your shades cause I'm bright
In the studio, you know I catch a vibe
Cause I'm sittin' here just talkin' bout my life
Any good thing that has happened to me came from Jesus Christ
And that's why I stay to myself because I know that I'll survive
Man you My brother, if you need some money, you know you in luck
And I need some f*ckin' help, I don't know why I can't just kick the cup
Yea I'm addicted to the money, got me buy-in' lambo trucks
They saying that I got a problem, but I just don't give a f*ck
That's why I sit in my room in the dark with my thoughts
I've been thinkin' bout my past, man, I feel f*ckin' lost
I thought that you had my back, but that shit turns out not
I thought that you had my back, but you turned to a fraud
And that's why when I get this money, I just throw it in the air
I like to act like I don't care when I know that I f*ckin' care
Even though I'm there, you've been actin' like I'm not there
And I show you my love, you don't care, that's not fair
And that's why I just stay to myself
I'm showin' some love that you can't show yourself
Yeah, numbing the pain when some pills f*ckin' help
I'm dealing through pain that they all f*ckin' dealt
To the teacher that said I wasn't gonna ball
Now, all these bitches that you know, they gon' call
Yeah, cursed trending you know that that boy not gon' fall
Yeah, Cursed trending hes been poppin' pills in the stall
Look how far that I made it, I'm on top of the
Look how far I made it, when I'm off the pills
You know that I'm impatient, leanin' off the c
Look how far that I made it, I drove the scat like once
And I motherf*ckin' changed it
F*ckin' changed it
Yo, yo, look how far I made it, when I look in your eyes
I can tell that your changing
Would you still be with me if I didn't have the fame
Would you still be with me if that money hasn't came in
Yuh, if that money hasn't came in
F*ck bitches, f*ck bitches, they just want the same shit
Yea, f*ck bitches, f*ck bitches, they just want that lame shit
F*ck bitches, f*ck bitches, cannot f*ckin' change, bitch
Yeah, you cannot f*ckin' change, bitch
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
Look how far I made it
When I'm off the pills , you know that I'm impatient.
Leaning off the x yea how look how far that I made it
I drove the scat like once and then I mothaf*cking changed it
Look how far I made it
When I look in yo eyes, I can tell that you changing
Would you still be here with me if I didn't have the fame
Would you still be here with me if the money haven't came in
Chillin in the studio, you know that I get high
I want my bars to raise the roof for you know that im gonna fly
I wanna fly above the limits that they set and touch the sky
They say The truth comes to light, well grab your shades cause I'm bright
In the studio, you know I catch a vibe
Cause I'm sittin' here just talkin' bout my life
Any good thing that has happened to me came from Jesus Christ
And that's why I stay to myself because I know that I'll survive
Man you My brother, if you need some money, you know you in luck
And I need some f*ckin' help, I don't know why I can't just kick the cup
Yea I'm addicted to the money, got me buy-in' lambo trucks
They saying that I got a problem, but I just don't give a f*ck
That's why I sit in my room in the dark with my thoughts
I've been thinkin' bout my past, man, I feel f*ckin' lost
I thought that you had my back, but that shit turns out not
I thought that you had my back, but you turned to a fraud
And that's why when I get this money, I just throw it in the air
I like to act like I don't care when I know that I f*ckin' care
Even though I'm there, you've been actin' like I'm not there
And I show you my love, you don't care, that's not fair
And that's why I just stay to myself
I'm showin' some love that you can't show yourself
Yeah, numbing the pain when some pills f*ckin' help
I'm dealing through pain that they all f*ckin' dealt
To the teacher that said I wasn't gonna ball
Now, all these bitches that you know, they gon' call
Yeah, cursed trending you know that that boy not gon' fall
Yeah, Cursed trending hes been poppin' pills in the stall
Look how far that I made it, I'm on top of the
Look how far I made it, when I'm off the pills
You know that I'm impatient, leanin' off the c
Look how far that I made it, I drove the scat like once
And I motherf*ckin' changed it
F*ckin' changed it
Yo, yo, look how far I made it, when I look in your eyes
I can tell that your changing
Would you still be with me if I didn't have the fame
Would you still be with me if that money hasn't came in
Yuh, if that money hasn't came in
F*ck bitches, f*ck bitches, they just want the same shit
Yea, f*ck bitches, f*ck bitches, they just want that lame shit
F*ck bitches, f*ck bitches, cannot f*ckin' change, bitch
Yeah, you cannot f*ckin' change, bitch
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: SUDAN WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Back to: ibmia

Tags:
No tags yet