Made Lyrics - Heartbreak Drake 2k11: The 2nd Semester - Drake

Low-key Peter Parker flow 

Tell her bring some Ace of Spades no sparklers though 

Private flights no hassle I just park and go 

I'm the highlight like when markers glow 

Oooooh, look what you created 

Only got yourself to blame 

I remember when you hated ooooh 

Now you tell me take my time 

How bout I just take your city make that muthaf-cker mine uh ha 

I'm a underground king ho 

I sit tall, I swang low 

The game ain't always fair and thats the thing though 

You can play your heart out everyone don't get a ring though 

You are in the presence of a champion 

Bout to get a condo that I can fit your mansion in 

You always be calling her, she ain't never answering 

You ain't figured out I am the reason that she canceling 

I be at the parties where you stuck outside and can't come in 

Call me Ron Bergundy ya'll the other anchormen 

Whats on the news trick, gossiping bout music 

Cause rumours I'm the new shit 

And guess what it's true bitch 

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We made it 

We made it 

We made it 

They hate it 

They hate it 

They hate it 

They hate it 

I feel like we made it 

But we ain't made enough 

Its so amazing 

You woulda thought we made it up 

Man I was made to be greater 

Made for the grind 

Made for the lights 

Made for the shine 

Photos 

Ay look 

I need less friends more bread 

Less talk more head 

Used to ride escorts now I get escorted (do it) 

I'm just waiting on my cue dog no pledge 

Said she like all girls I turn that bitch co-ed 

Threw on my track team handed my baton to her 

Passed her blew her off, I chronic Veronica 

Who got up on my nerves so I had to platonic her 

No that ain't my girl but every leader needs a Monica 

I'm the head of my estate ain't that ironic huh 

I want the baddest chick to treat my stick like a thermometer 

Ohh, I'm who they going ape shit over 

I'm who your girlfriend acting like she ain't shit over 

See broads over niggas but business over broads 

See business equals money and money's over all 

I'm tryna move my momma from the ghettos to the meadows 

Well she can't stay in that fucking hood forever, forever 

Was made for that Mick Jagger shit baggage check and a chick 

Fast girls, faster whip, big chains master shit 

Bitch I'm living everyday month yearly 

Yell until you muthfuckers hear me 

We made it 

We made it 

We made it 

We made it 

They hate it 

They hate it 

They hate it 

They hate it