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Versuri Gunna – made for this shit lyrics

[Intro]
(That’s a good one, P)

[Chorus]
I was made for this shit, nigga, I prayed for this shit
Rollie handmade, it’s from Swiss
What’s on my plate, steak or fish
At the round table, it’s a big dish
Niggas ain’t able, ain’t on the list
Hermès gator, my name on the list
Gold AP, it’s the same color Cris’
Don’t play with my name

[Verse 1]
’25, ’26 Range Rover up at the back, I’m out of your range (Out of your range)
Workin’ out, just tryna get back plus more, these niggas can’t feel my pain (Can’t feel my pain)
Caught in this shit, ain’t no stoppin’ it, I can’t even tell you what’s in my brain (Nah)
Got my own style, no copyin’ and you can tell it just ain’t a phase
I grew up with niggas that hustle that came up from nothin’ that were my age (Were my age)
Southside, I camе from the dirty, this shit’ll get ugly in many ways (Yeah)
Rockstar, cut up by hoodiе, these niggas’ll put on anythin’ (Anythin’)
And it ain’t nothin’ left to it, I know how to do it ‘cause

[Chorus]
I was made for this shit, nigga, I prayed for this shit
Rollie handmade, it’s from Swiss
What’s on my plate, steak or fish
At the round table, it’s a big dish
Niggas ain’t able, ain’t on the list
Hermès gator, my name on the list
Gold AP, it’s the same color Cris’
Don’t play with my name (Don’t play with it)

[Verse 2]
Young Gunna wanna buy back ‘least nine hundred racks to build my stage (Build my stage)
Black bulletproof Cadillac with the bed in that back, I been rollin’ for days (Rollin’)
Ain’t really cool with you cats, I call a switch back, that’s way ‘fore fame
Niggas better act they wage, burn a fuck nigga like sage
Baby girl doin’ everything I want, you would’ve thought I had her trained
The way I’m stretchin’ her out, it ain’t no way I ain’t her trainer (No way)
Hoppin’ out the reverto, love the wave and see my gang
Stackin’ this shit up plural, you gon’ know that

[Chorus]
I was made for this shit, nigga, I prayed for this shit
Rollie handmade, it’s from Swiss
What’s on my plate, steak or fish
At the round table, it’s a big dish
Niggas ain’t able, ain’t on the list
Hermès gator, my name on the list
Gold AP, it’s the same color Cris’
Don’t play with my name