Hunxho – Made Me (feat. NoCap) Lyrics

Made Me

Hunxho (feat. NoCap)

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"Made Me." - Hunxho (feat. NoCap)

Monday, 19 October 2026, 04:44 am

Album: Street Poetry

Track No: 02

(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
You don't trust 'em, gotta play 'em close
It be the ones you love the most
We gun shit like Rambo, Lord, Lord, Lord
I ain't talkin' 'bout Shaq shoe, that shit that I stand on
I put this on my grandma, Lord, Lord, Lord
Hard times made me
I wanna leave the street, but I can't lie, that's who raised me
I ain't tell my daughter I been losin' my patience
Tryna go to Heaven, but my car, it came from Satan (Yeah)
In '22, I had a baby
I'm chasin' M&Ms, but I ain't tryna get Slim Shady
These **** was feminine so I'm just tryna see who raised 'em
I swear my life was hard, this shit was harder than the pavement
Yeah, had to sleep in cars, swear I did that shit for days, huh
Robbin' everybody like this shit run in my veins, yeah
I can be the bank, but Hunxho still'll never change, yeah
I went paid bond before I ever bought a chain
Street ****, bought a 'Cat, but I ain't get it in my name, yeah
These boys like Godzilla, name bigger than my gang
They flippin' any car, so ain't no swervin' in my lane
Tried to give me seven years, but I can't serve it, that's a shame
You don't trust 'em, gotta play 'em close
It be the ones you love the most
We gun shit like Rambo, Lord, Lord, Lord
I ain't talkin' 'bout Shaq shoe, that shit that I stand on
I put this on my grandma, Lord, Lord, Lord
Hard times made me
I wanna leave the street, but I can't lie, that's who raised me
I ain't tell my daughter I been losin' my patience
Tryna go to Heaven, but my car, it came from Satan
Hellcats and Demons
Check on the smoke and they say everything okay with us
Last night I talked to God, he told me I don't pray enough
And fuck them fake friends, I don't feel they real as us
Didn't hold me down, they tried they best to try to hold me up
I seen this before, I think I'm workin' on my third life
Drive that Lambo how I want, I just took it through the red light
I come out that gutter where it ain't no love at
Where **** kill they homies that they growed up with
But never killed an opp, that's just some shit I don't get
**** tried to up on Wop, got hit up with his own blick
If it ain't on me, it's close to me, I know ****'ll snake me
Get my homie back for these diamonds, I promise I'll take it
Brand new foreigns all through the hood to see my auntie
Know she love to see me shinin', yeah, yeah
Damn near gave up on that same block, can you blame me?
Is I'm livin' or dyin'? Yeah, yeah
You don't trust 'em, gotta play 'em close
It be the ones you love the most
We gun shit like Rambo, Lord, Lord, Lord
I ain't talkin' 'bout Shaq shoe, that shit that I stand on
I put this on my grandma, Lord, Lord, Lord
Hard times made me
I wanna leave the street, but I can't lie, that's who raised me
I ain't tell my daughter I been losin' my patience
Tryna go to Heaven, but my car, it came from Satan

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo, Jee, Kobe Crawford, Neekobaby, Tahj Morgan & Tobias Fagerstroem.

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