Lyrics:

Yeah
Feel like a celebration
I made it
They mad
Told them , Imma make it

They hatin' already
Make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin'
Climb to the top cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me
I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes
I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it

Niggaz say I made it
Got these niggaz hatin'
Money team
I swear it feels like a bank arrangement
Who'd a thought, the top spot
That I would make it
Rondo got that 30
And broke niggaz go crazy
But I ain't really worried about them
Already got beef and we ain't hear about them
Chanel belt match the red bottoms
She wants you to get the bread out here
Still club throwin' couple thousand
You could see that face on the brick or thousand
See these 50's with the swearholic
Broke ass nigga, that be catastrophic
Everything foreign

Come from different countries
All these bad bitches
Gettin' different money
If you niggaz hatin'
Go and get some money
If you niggaz hatin'
Go and get some money
Squad!Squad! Squad! Squad!

They hatin' already
Make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin'
Climb to the top cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me
I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes
I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it

They hatin', I made it
I hate them for hatin'
'I changed my mind'
Crazy, why the fuck you got statements
And I started from the bottom
Why the fuck they hatin' on me?
Long time ago
Had nothin' to snack on
Had nobody to lean my back on
No dyke, put your strap on
Cause its hard out here
Rich nigga left to starve out here
Got to play your part out here
Can't let them put your cards out here
Cause I made it
Its a celebration
Why the fuck they hatin' on me?
Let's get it!
All the fancy cars
Fancy clothes
Fancy hoes
I got it
Everything I got right now
As a kid I couldn't imagine
And I got to have it
My shooters toe taggin'
And you niggaz might win
But my nigga's soul priceless
And you'all on the light shit
Red bottoms, fuck all that mike shit
I made this song,you wont write shit
Yeah I'm arrogant
Cause I made it

They hatin' already
Make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin'
Climb to the top cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me
I'm they favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes
I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it