Ralo & DJ Kutt Throat
I Made Myself ah Boss
[Intro]
Yeah, I made myself a boss, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
I got so much pressure I gotta get off my chest, yeah
I want so much extra, forgot about havin' sex, yeah
I been in my feelings, I'm feeling like I'm the realest, yeah
I know they wanna kill me, they wanna take my position, yeah
I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
I know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss

[Verse 1]
Who is you, what you do? you ain't did nothin' for me
Who took a chance for me? who took the stand for me?
Who got a hand for me? not even family
But you want some bands from me? you can stop playin' with me
Drop the top with the gang gang
Flood the watch, fuck a plain jane
A hundred thousand ain't shit to me
I spent that shit on an airplane
And that was just for a round trip
But we ain't doin' no trippin' 'round here
It took a while to get on top
So we ain't never goin' downhill
Never goin' down, I was goin' up
Prices goin' up but I ain't showin' up
What you throwin' up, what you pourin' up?
Save the money up and fuck the club up
We hit the club and stand on the sofa (I made myself a boss)
Why you got pressure, I do not owe you (I don't owe you shit n***a)
[Chorus]
I got so much pressure I gotta get off my chest, yeah
I want so much extra, forgot about havin' sex, yeah
I been in my feelings, I'm feeling like I'm the realest, yeah
I know they wanna kill me, they wanna take my position, yeah
I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
I know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss

[Verse 2]
I made myself a boss
I'm proud of you, fuck them other thoughts
Fuck them other folks
Fuck them other n***as, fuck them other hoes
Fuck them other people
We don't need 'em, we don't wanna see you
Fuck your gifts, you can keep 'em
It ain't like we gon' need 'em
We aight, we gon' prosper
We gon' fight like a boxer
Lately I been like Mayweather
On the private jet with eight brothers
Got my engineer, got my cameraman
Got my pistol man, got my n***a sayin'
Ahk shit, we gon' pop, got the streets on lock
Hit the club, I'm the man, bands hangin' out my pants
My bitch my number one fan, don't give another man a chance
She don't fuck with them other n***as
That's how I know that she love a n***a
Let me get this shit off my chest
'Cause I really know how to hustle n***a
[Chorus]
I got so much pressure I gotta get off my chest, yeah
I want so much extra, forgot about havin' sex, yeah
I been in my feelings, I'm feeling like I'm the realest, yeah
I know they wanna kill me, they wanna take my position, yeah
I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss, yeah
I know I made myself a boss, yeah
You know I made myself a boss

[Verse 3]
I made myself a king, I never want for anything
Everything I dreamed, I did that
Private jets, mansions and Lamborghinis and Corvettes
I made it to the top but I ain't feelin' like a star yet
They see a shooting star when I walk around with that pistol
I got so much money, my exes know I don't miss 'em
Every time they see me, they see that they really fucked up
I made myself a boss, you need to tell your n***a boss up, for real