Made In America (feat. Mvrcus Blvck)

Sing it for me one more time
 (more singing)
 Well I pretend to sniff this line
 I used to wanna be Eazy
 Then I realized it wasn't that easy
 I used to wish that I was 2Pac
 Then I realized that might get you shot
 Figured I just gonna be myself though
 Niggas hate me, Documentary on they shelf though
 In this Impala, old school like some shell toes
 Had a fake gold chain, but don't nobody else knows
 That ain't the type of shit I'm made of Snitchin' on my homeboy, gossipin' bout old boys
 Keep buyin' them Ferraris cause I grew up with no toys
 That ain't the type of shit I'm made of I'm just trying to get my weight up Hol' on, I'm just tryin' to get my weight up
 Big Homies drivin' by, tellin' me to stay up
 How the fuck I'm supposed to stay up?
 When this weed got me feelin' like (?) bruh
 I just seen Mac Dre bruh and the Jacka
 We up in the Bay bruh
 I wish that I could go again
 I'm with that old shit
 We all make mistakes look what happened to me and 50