Self-Made
Bryson Tiller Lyrics
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Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
Donatello, that's a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
I spend that 'cause I earned it for myself
Got my shawty out the way and now I'm splurging on myself
You should worry 'bout yourself, I've been working on myself
I've been balling like I'm Curry, need a jersey for myself (I need a jersey for myself)
What's next? I'm nervous for myself
If I changed, I became a better version of myself
Bought a chain, bought two more, yeah, I deserve that for myself
And my neighbors look at me like, "How he purchase that himself?"
'Cause I'm a seven figure, self-made nigga
Blow the money, get it back the next day nigga (made it back, yeah)
Wow, what the check say, nigga?
I'm getting paid, nigga, need a chef and maid, nigga
And a Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
Donatello, that's a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it
Must've heard a hundred niggas say they made me (I made that nigga!)
So, which one you niggas made me?
Don't know who you talking to, not me, oh no, you can't be
They wan' be my fam, but my crew is sucker-lame free (Lame free)
I just want a yacht and a jet-ski
Pull up on your block, Icy Hot, Wayne Gretzkey (I pull up, pull up)
Fucking con artist, boy, you sketchy
Pretty but she messy, only wanna sex me
'Cause I'm a Seven figure, self-made nigga
Blow the money, get it back the next day nigga (made it back, yeah)
Wow, what the check say, nigga?
I'm getting paid, nigga, need a chef and maid, nigga
Count that mula with my thumb
502, that's where I'm from
Used to stay on Hazelwood
You see trouble then you run (Run)
Word to Joker Noble, we don't do this shit for fun
100 million, then I'm done
Poochie laid out in the sun
Like I want
Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
Donatello, that's a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it
Yeah, yeah, Gucci on my belt
Yeah, she want Gucci on her belt
Gucci on her purse
Gucci on that
Yeah
The song "Self-Made" by Bryson Tiller is all about self-love and self-appreciation. The rapper talks about the rewards of hard work and the satisfaction of being able to indulge in luxuries he always wanted for himself. The first section of the rap shows Tiller is proud of what he has earned as an artist. He flaunts his Gucci belt, necklace from his earned money, and high-end Giuseppe sneakers, revealing that he has spent his hard-earned money on himself. The rapper acknowledges that he has everything he wants because he works hard and earns it all himself.
The chorus of the song reiterates his point about being a self-made millionaire. He proudly states that he could spend all his money just by blowing it away and still make it all back the next day. Bryson Tiller's confidence, self-worth, and self-love resonate throughout the song.
In summary, "Self-Made" by Bryson Tiller celebrates individuality and self-love. The rapper acknowledges the hard work he put into his success as a musician and reflects on how being self-made is an essential aspect of his life. The song serves as a powerful reminder to listeners that it's essential to appreciate oneself and celebrate individuality.
Line by Line Meaning
Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
I treat myself to designer goods and accessories
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
I use the money I earned on myself to buy luxurious shoes
Donatello, that's a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
I smoke high-quality weed and Donatello is a reference to the artist behind the famous Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles'
She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it
Women want expensive designer items and I already have them
I spend that 'cause I earned it for myself
I'm not frivolously spending money, I've earned it
Got my shawty out the way and now I'm splurging on myself
I ended a relationship and now I treat myself more
You should worry 'bout yourself, I've been working on myself
I focus on self-improvement and suggest others do the same
I've been balling like I'm Curry, need a jersey for myself (I need a jersey for myself)
I'm playing so well, I deserve to own a jersey with my own number
If I changed, I became a better version of myself
I strive for personal growth and development
Bought a chain, bought two more, yeah, I deserve that for myself
I treat myself to jewelry because I've earned it
And my neighbors look at me like, "How he purchase that himself?"
I surprise others with my wealth and people wonder how I acquired it
'Cause I'm a seven figure, self-made nigga
I have made my own money, am quite successful and have earned a lot of money myself
Blow the money, get it back the next day nigga (made it back, yeah)
If I spend the money, I know I can quickly earn it back
Wow, what the check say, nigga?
I excitedly check my bank account for updates on my finances
I'm getting paid, nigga, need a chef and maid, nigga
I have the funds to hire help around the house and take care of myself
Must've heard a hundred niggas say they made me (I made that nigga!)
People claim to have helped elevate me to where I am, but I know I did it myself
So, which one you niggas made me?
Since so many people are taking credit for my success, I want to know who truly made me
Don't know who you talking to, not me, oh no, you can't be
People try to take credit for my accomplishments, but they don't really know me
They wan' be my fam, but my crew is sucker-lame free (Lame free)
People want to be friends with me, but I only keep genuine, non-lame people around me
I just want a yacht and a jet-ski
I have specific aspirations of owning a boat and a personal watercraft
Pull up on your block, Icy Hot, Wayne Gretzky (I pull up, pull up)
I show up on people's blocks and act like a star athlete, akin to Wayne Gretzky
Fucking con artist, boy, you sketchy
I see through people's scams and manipulations
Pretty but she messy, only wanna sex me
A woman is sexually interested in me, but she's not mentally stable and is messy in her personal life
Count that mula with my thumb
I count my money with ease because I have so much of it
502, that's where I'm from
I identify with the area code 502 as my hometown
Used to stay on Hazelwood
I used to live on Hazelwood street
You see trouble then you run (Run)
I know how to avoid dangerous situations
Word to Joker Noble, we don't do this shit for fun
I reference Joker Noble to say that I take what I do seriously, it's not just for kicks
100 million, then I'm done
I have a specific financial goal in mind and once I reach it, I'm done accumulating wealth
Poochie laid out in the sun
Poochie may refer to a derogatory term for an Italian, but it's unclear, either way, something or someone is laying out in the sun
Yeah, she want Gucci on her belt
A woman wants the same type of Gucci belt that I have
Gucci on her purse
A woman wants a Gucci purse
Gucci on that
It's unclear exactly what this line means, but it may be repeating the idea of Gucci on something
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRYSON TILLER, PHILLIP COLEMAN JR.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Mark Camarena
Bryson’s influence on today’s artists shouldn’t go unnoticed
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your not wrong
Mumchip
Agreed, absolutely underated
Layla
Really tho
Shalokare
THIS STILL GOES HARD IN 2022!!!🔥🔥🔥
BlackGreatness7
Mann🤜🤜🤜
Green
STILL 🔥
Ben Bergg
Still 🔥 🔥
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Yessir 🔥🔥🔥
Peggy Joyner
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