Made Men Songtext
von Big Mike

Let′s lock it up
What, what
'98 New shit nigga


I′ve been watchin' these Gotti niggas for a while now
I like they style then, 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
All for that cheese, I did a couple of jobs for ′em
Some minor shit, nothin′ major like kill a ride for 'em
Die for ′em, in the process I made some paper stacks
Wanted to chill but it was a little too late for that, huh
On the real, they say they like the way I twerk it
Flat foot style, make dollars comin' from dirt quick
Gold tooth smile, had a vacancy in the outfit
But these is the type of cats I wanna be down with
Don′t fuck around with it, somethin' was kinda tellin′ me
But it seems curiosity got the best of me
Slip through the scenes, 'cause cream, I wanted to bathe in
Remember the days when I was nothin' but a slave then
Some niggas came, days came, and then the days went
Between ′em all, I balled and always stayed bent
Try not to fall on my toes, I had to stay partner
′Cause when you fall is when these motherfuckin' snakes got ya
Right or wrong, now is it wrong for me to roll this way
Is it wrong for me to put paper away for colder days
What would you say Cole, that′s questions I had to ask myself
Wasn't tryin′ to give away my soul just to have some wealth
My cards are dealt in advance, that's how they came to me
Temptation throughout my life, had me claimin′ cheese
Now they be blamin' me for misleading the younger heads
Wonderin' if I might be out there on the run from Feds
Who wants me dead, hard to say partner, too many faces
Be followin′ me in out of town, throughout these unfamiliar places
I′m startin' to hate this shit, I thought I once loved to death
Thought I′d be around 'til the day, that there was nothin′ left
Look, the north side of town just might be the death of me, huh
Without a line, since when niggas got respect from me
Like Mike P., or D or Trinity, Tremaine from Northline
My niggas Cuz and Showtime, niggas who been down for deep
I promise, take the wheel, and show me around
All these unfamiliar streets, flowin' sweet to ′em
Days in that D's black 'lac, of floors
Lavish ass bus, sittin′ just for tours, cash rewards
Motherfuckers tellin′ me that the world is yours
At the time I couldn't figure if these niggas hearts were pure
Were they fuckin′ with me mentally, or was it my destiny
That this click right here just happened to be meant for me
If they had love it'll reveal itself in due time
Crystal clear mirror image, sort of like a shoe shine
New era, new times, new ideas is supposed to come to light
But is this right here, what really was in store for life
Which way should I go, take the road, leave ′em left or right
Will I find happiness or will I find my death tonight
If my guess is right, I might just fall right in between
A better team, better scene, please let's stick to cream
Eyes full of gleam, tellin′ stories of my past worries
Reminiscin' soldier tales, of no nuts, no glories
What's really for me, decisions, decisions
When all I wanted was a smidgen of peace
Security from these cold ass streets, woe is me
A simple man in a world that′s complicated
Niggas who I once thought were friends, by ′em I've also hated
Graduated status to paid men, afraid men
Never ever been in the company of made men
Afraid men, never ever been in the company of paid men
Motherfuckin′ made men nigga
Afraid men, never ever gon' be in the company of paid men
Motherfuckin′ made men nigga