John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap) &
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap) &
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap) &
John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap)
[Hook: John Anthony]
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna step on my toes, man
Tryna knock on my woes, man
Y'all should already know, man
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna take this shit real, dawg
Tryna tell ya how I feel, dawg
Reaching after that deal, shit
(We made it!)
[Verse 1: John Anthony]
Aye
Yeah, the anti-superheroes are back
Fuck with us and see the level we at
The numbers go up when I step on the track
I promise to God
I'm makin' you mother fuckers come and kneel
Why you Colin it Kaep?
I tell ya this shit and you know it's a fact
I always am ready, no need to adapt
Aye
I gotta give 'em my two cents
Change on me, you a lose end
My shooters are clutch
I give 'em a Buck, like Grayson Allen on that Duke shit
Phone tappin', I'm on 5G
Text message from my side piece
She hit me up on the nightly
Shawty, you don't need'a remind me
Close friends in the industry
Turn to fake friends now when you in the streets
I seen enough of my enemies
Coming at me with the shit they pretend to be
In that gold jersey, why you play me though?
I put 81 on you, get Jalen Rose'd
Mention me and see the ratings grow
I came back just to let ya know
[Hook: John Anthony]
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna step on my toes, man
Tryna knock on my woes, man
Y'all should already know, man
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna take this shit real, dawg
Tryna tell ya how I feel, dawg
Reachin' after that deal, shit
(We made it!)
Aye, coming in with that cold shit
Run 'em up like DeRozan
Number one 'cause I'm chosen
(We made it!)
Yeah, tryna take some exposure
I ain't done 'til it's over
Mad at me but I told'cha
[Verse 2: J Mont]
I'm great like Bambino, hit it's Childish Gambino
I'm chillin' with rap Nemo
Our pockets filled with c-notes
We blaze up, they livid
All my shooters crazy like Miller
Ain't no hoopin', yeah, they killers
Got them dancin', ain't no thriller
Yeah, they monkeys, we gorillas, winnin' all the time
Margiela for the wintertime
I'm eatin' 'cause it's dinnertime
I promise I'll make it right back, I ain't leavin' for long
I'm just fuckin' your bitch while I'm writin' this song
You know it's a hit
Shit's gas like straight from the bong
Just sit back, we droppin' the bunts
We race fast like Audubon
We eight deep like Octagon
She ate my kids like Octamon
She got the van like soccer mom
All day, my opps don't eat, that's Ramadan
Yeah
I'm bringing the force 'cause I'm Obi-Wan
I strangle the game, put the choker on
[Hook: John Anthony]
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna step on my toes, man
Tryna knock on my woes, man
Y'all should already know, man
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna take this shit real, dawg
Tryna tell ya how I feel, dawg
Reachin' after that deal, shit
(We made it!)
Aye, coming in with that cold shit
Run 'em up like DeRozan
Number one 'cause I'm chosen
(We made it!)
Yeah, tryna take some exposure
I ain't done 'til it's over
Mad at me but I told'cha
(We made it!)
[Verse 2: Frizz]
Truly I feel so inspired
By all of the people that hate me and can't feel the pressure
Lately I got to point
Where it really just feedin' my intuition, now I'm better
I spoke it into existence
I made it, don't try to tell me different, bro get ya head up
Weight getting lifted
My parents could probably retire
I don't feel like I'm finna let up
Look, I feel different everyone of my sessions
I feel resentment from every direction
I cannot take all that time out my day to feed to you
I don't think we got a connection
Flashin' that shit but its rented, just so you get some attention
Talkin' that shit but can't finish a sentence
I probably should put all of you in detention
She said she want fuck with me now
She ain't fuck with me then
I can't hit no dance on TikTok, I'm avoiding these trends
Fuck the Glock and FN, I need a crib and a Benz
They talkin' all this shit on me so I'm avoiding her friends
But look
[Hook: John Anthony]
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna step on my toes, man
Tryna knock on my woes, man
Y'all should already know, man
(We made it!)
Ah, tryna take this shit real, dawg
Tryna tell ya how I feel, dawg
Reachin' after that deal, shit
(We made it!)
Aye, coming in with that cold shit
Run 'em up like DeRozan
Number one 'cause I'm chosen
(We made it!)
Yeah, tryna take some exposure
I ain't done 'til it's over
Mad at me but I told'cha
(We made it!)
We Made It was written by John Anthony (Rap) & J Mont (rap).
We Made It was produced by CEDES.
John Anthony (Rap) released We Made It on Fri Oct 13 2023.