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letra de made it - juice wrld

[intro]
[?]
uh-huh
uh-huh, yeah
uh-huh, yeah
uh-huh, yeah
999
yeah! (ayo, adz going crazy)

[chorus]
i done started from the bottom, (huh, ya dig)
i done came to the top, (yeah!)
i done started with the triple c’s
i done moved up to the opps, (huh)
screaming out “f-ck cops”, (ya dig)
invading my shop, (yeah)
i was tryna cook knots
i was tryna cook pot, (huh)
i done started from the bottom, (huh, ya dig)
i done came to the top, (yeah!)
i done started with the triple c’s
i done moved up to the opps, (huh)
screaming out “f-ck cops”, (ya dig)
invading my shop, (yeah)
i was tryna cook knots
i was tryna cook pot (huh)
[verse]
treat me like i’m nothing
like i’m an assumption
something outta nothing
how is this a discussion?
how is this an argument? i ain’t even start it
now you tryna swing, you must on the chris brown sh-t, (cool)
we can fight if you want, left, right
don’t tell n0body
pull up on the scene, i go, (aye)
summer day but it’s snowing
r.i.p to loso, my slime
r.i.p los’
run up on me, you gon’ die
dissin’ on los’
shoot one time, i swear i ain’t missing, hoe
if i hit her, i’ma leave her, i won’t miss her tho’
i gotta let her go
treat her like a seed or sum, i gotta let her grow
she swallow all my seeds or sum

[chorus]
i done started from the bottom, (huh, ya dig)
i done came to the top, (yeah!)
i done started with the triple c’s
i done moved up to the opps, (huh)
screaming out “f-ck cops”, (ya dig)
invading my shop, (yeah)
i was tryna cook knots
i was tryna cook pot, (huh)
i done started from the bottom, (huh, ya dig)
i done came to the top, (yeah!)
i done started with the triple c’s
i done moved up to the opps, (huh)
screaming out “f-ck cops”, (ya dig)
invading my shop, (yeah)
i was tryna cook knots
i was tryna cook pot (huh)
[verse]
they was talkin’ dumb to me, so i had to up it on me, that’s a glock
yeah
n-ggas talkin’ dumb to me
i keep the iron on me like i’m tony stark
got my heart broke way too many times before
i think that i did make up my mind before
pull up in that new thing, like fast forward
aye, my choppa naughty
yeah, i got a bad torch
i hated math class, but i love counting dividends
all these b-tches snakes, i don’t know who, just let ’em in
ballin’ to the point where i deserve a letterman
yeah
mama mad at me, she knows i’m taking medicine
told her i ain’t wanna live anyway
slit right to my wrists, aye
perky in my cup, yeah
i’m gon’ make it fizz, yeah
make it fizz

- juice wrld

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