Made Men – English Lyrics

• By: Asco, Fredo

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the raw sounds of the UK underground with 'Made Men.' This track is an excellent way to immerse yourself in modern British English slang and the rhythmic complexities of UK Drill, offering a unique window into contemporary urban culture.

[English]

Yo Fredders What’s good my boyo?

I wonder how these fuck boys be feeling now

Same ones that thought we was done and dusted 

Naturally the jewels still busted

Naturals only no lab fuck shit

Truss

Aight

Look

I used to cut tru my city with a brizzy and a 4 pipe

Peb it all down then bring it back in a fortnight

If aint about no Mulli I aint making moves more time

I caught a case for conspiracy on 4 lines

Then I came home on my g day, more life

More Mulli and no more time

We aint showing mercy when its war time

I just cop more bine for the XD and the 45

Free all my n*ggas that got caught up them encro’s

G9 with the full extendo, its Mulli

You aint never catch me in no Kenzo

I aint never had no bitch put me in no friendzone

I aint never need no handout, I stayed on ten toes

These n*ggas lose their mind for a peng hoe

I aint got no time i’m tryna fly out these Zs O

I might fling bro a nina then put the rest up on the peb phone

Niggas talking bout how they’re still up in the ends tho

Who gives a fuck? Them niggas broke with no end goals 

They pissed off with no motion thats why they hate man 

Its not mans fault they rubbed out like some wasteman 

This sh*t didn't change man it made man a Made Man

My colours stayed true this aint no fake tan

I dont know man dont be greeting me with safe fam

It aint safe outside you can lose your face fam

Yo Mulli I think i’ll take it from here So let me kick this sh*t straight into gear

In a car the same shape as this year Diamonds the same shape as some pears

You can call it my replacement for tears yeah

They make make mistakes tryna chase a career

Until they getting chased like some deer

Still i’m tryna outgrow and outdoor

They want me inside cause i'm a outlaw

Got lots my account cant account for

But in the booth I feel as rusty as my last berretta 

That my youngin left out in the park in nasty weather

You don't wanna see them out there with their mask and wetter

Could be going to the shop and that's your last endeavor

The way you boys talk like hoes on the Snap, I need to ask your gender 

Thought that we was men, but now I cant remember

Been on fire for years your just a partial ember

But my new chain just about as cold as last December

You cant pull up to my yard, gotta ask a guard to enter

Then at gate 2 ask again like you can’t remember

Switched up still i’m debating if I should leave it for the bros 

Or give some change to a smoker

And have em run in your cell paint your face the same as the Jokers’

Since n*ggas wanna smile at my lowest

My n*ggas still broke cause he's lazy unfocused, he's hopeless

Seems like his only focus is them flavours he's smoking

Everyday I'm still learning, everyday I get older

Still developing my brain from the state as a solider

Don't worry about my case, my case is Rimowa

I’m from the block now I got two estates on my folder

All the weight that I had to go and take on my shoulders

Then wonder how I got so many chains on and didn't notice

Was in a prison in Dubai, sharing spaces with roaches

Eating out of date dates, and the taste was atrocious

Yeah leave it like that my boy

I’m liking the opulence

This that expensive drip, lavish 

Extravagant

Upscale

Upper echelon

Splendid

It's been a pleasure