Made for

[Verse 1: Martian]
It's about that time to pop the champagne
And i don't even know her damn name
Tell the world I'm got a long arm with a strong hook
That'll lift you off the ground like a damn crane

Did i wear out my welcome? good
Coz i ain't coming for the damn fame
If i come i'ma be there masked up bout to take whole city over
Homie i am bane

They told me to give em what they came for, sorry
But i ain't really tryna cater that ain't what I'm in the game for
And i'ma be everything my dream told me that i was made for
I am something you should pray for
Like that'd help, i got here on my own, raise my hand to the crowd like
Fuck it

[Chorus: Martian]
Ima be just what i'm made for, music the crowd and the paper
What you standing in the way for?, don't you know this what I'm paid for
This what i broke out the cage for, This what i light up the stage for
I'ma be just what I'm made for, I'ma be just what i'm made for yeah

[Verse 2: Dex]
This what i'm made for, This what i came for
I done smell danger, got 9 lives and i see through fakers
When i die in my tomb let my music speak
Come alive every time that they play my beats
Rappers hit me up like they want something free but this D ain't free
Ask I.M.D

Standing on the peaks of the pyramid
Higher power emitting all these energies
Sip purp the world flipping upside down
Put work these girls wanting my time now

Surrounded by beautiful women and i just make music and channel my wisdom
The man on the moon and i swim in this liquor make stupid decisions but I am still winning

[Verse 3: Martian]
Yo, Welcome you to burn city
They gravitating to the sound, watch em turn with me
Burn outs see you succeed and turn gritty
Not earning their respect so they earn pitty, pitty

Coz I'm busy making the sound loud
Other rappers be stealing music off sound cloud
(Hmph) Am i supposed to be impressed coz you thugging out screaming you the best?
I keep seeing

Lit spitters that spit litter on pitch shifters
Quick witters to big triggers and 6 figures
Dick riding and spit shining their clique bigger
They sip liquor and hit twitter get rich quicker
I wish wiggas would quit insta and rhyme better
Or atleast learn how to lie better
They ain't seem to pleased when i walk through
Smelling like rough sex in a nice sweater

[bridge: martian]
I guess i understand what the talk about
Just means i am something they talk about
They'd rather talk down not talk it out
I just let em keep talking while i chalk em out
Is that wrong?
Coz i don't know anyone else thats capable of what i've become
I am the one red pill on the tounge like
Fuck it

[Chorus: Martian]
Ima be just what i'm made for, music the crowd and the paper
What you standing in the way for?, don't you know this what I'm paid for
This what i broke out the cage for, This what i light up the stage for
I'ma be just what I'm made for, I'ma be just what i'm made for yeah