Made (Reprise) - Eddie Zuko

She was living on the East Side When I would go and pick her up Thought I was rolling in a oldie I told her súbete en el truck She don't really sip codeine She ain't really into drugs Only once hit the pipa She'd rather chill and smoke bud She a good girl I told her baby that's alright She told me that she just a good girl I told her we'll see tonight I said I wanna tell ya today Baby you the one all on my mind And if I don't know nothing at all I know I wanna be your dude I wanna be your I wanna be your dude I wanna be your Girl I don't fuck with the lo-los I don't like the way they ride I never really was a cholo Girl I'm from the other side Y ese wey me caí gordo Why he always gotta lie When she talk I go sordo All this money on my mind Kinda crazy but a good girl I know she wanna move faster The type to like to have control I gave lil baby all my passwords Baddies down the street Look the other way I don't wanna talk Tell em that I'm gay I don't want no problems With my baby Get caught up It get crazy yeah I got to say Can't fool my lady she know my ways It's not enough you could pay me to go astray Baby girl no te hago nada Ay mi amor que delicada I wanna be your dude I wanna be your I wanna be your dude I wanna be your I wanna be your dude I wanna be your

I know you tried to lay it out But your bloodlines been a blur And you're passing through it all Looks like you've found yourself Down the road you came from So carry on with the same abandonment Just like your father Another generation apart We move just like flames Conditioned by our motion But this won't be the end It must be so hard when They played with your heart but Just let me show there can be a way out We're so toxic in the way we talk How nothing means nothing to us This is who we are This is who we are So try not to hold so tightly To the hands that keep pulling you deeper Let me show you Let me show you the way up Are you breathing fine underwater? I've been waiting at the surface for you To regain control Cause I can't find it in myself to let go Why would I tie myself To the one thing I can't fix Pulling me down to the floor Down to the bottom Don't act like you're trying your best Don't act like you've tried before We are all just a picture Composed by memory Painted by what we've felt So what's the point in opening our wounds? Looks like you've found yourself Down the road you came from Don't carry on with the same abandonment Just like your mother Another generation apart