[Intro]
I came up out the mud with a Bible and a beat, ain’t no label in my corner, just the fire in my feet. Holy Spirit in my lungs got me breathin’ like a drum, click—click—BOOM, watch the kingdom come.
[Hook]
SELF MADE — but He shaped me. Built from the dirt, but His glory raised me. I walk in the room and the darkness shakes, ’cause the light in my chest ain’t one you can fake.
SELF MADE — but God wrote the frame. Start to the finish, I carry His name. Ain’t no machine, ain’t no label I chase — I’m Holy‑Ghost built with a street‑testimony strut in my waist.
[Verse 1]
Heel down heavy like I’m steppin’ on a snake, every lie that tried to kill me, I turned into a break. I mix my own truth, I master my own pain, I design my own cover ’cause I lived through the rain.
Short breaths hittin’ like a click in the dark, every inhale charged like a flint to a spark. I ain’t chasin’ no stage, I ain’t beggin’ no gate — I’m the worship in the wild, I’m the sound they can’t fake.
[Pre-Hook]
I tried the world — it broke me. I tried myself — it drained me. But Jesus… Jesus is the answer that remade me.
[Hook]
SELF MADE — but He shaped me. Built from the dirt, but His glory raised me. I walk in the room and the darkness shakes, ’cause the light in my chest ain’t one you can fake.
SELF MADE — but God wrote the frame. Start to the finish, I carry His name. Ain’t no machine, ain’t no label I chase — I’m Holy‑Ghost built with a street‑testimony strut in my waist.
[Verse 2]
I record in the closet, but heaven hears it loud, I upload my worship like I’m preachin’ to a crowd. Ain’t no budget in the kingdom, but the oil stay thick, and the truth hit harder than a 909 kick.
I’m the A&R, I’m the engine, I’m the whole campaign, I’m the prophet in the club with the Holy‑Ghost flame. I’m the midnight cry in a neon haze, I’m the blues‑born daughter with a techno praise.
[Bridge]
I ain’t self‑made alone — I’m self‑made with the throne. Every beat, every bone — He breathed life into my tone.
I ain’t self‑made alone — I’m self‑made ’cause He called me. And every demon that stalked me? Watch ’em fall when He walks me.
[Final Hook]
SELF MADE — but He shaped me. Built from the dirt, but His glory raised me. I walk in the room and the darkness shakes, ’cause the light in my chest ain’t one you can fake.
SELF MADE — but God wrote the frame. Start to the finish, I carry His name. Ain’t no machine, ain’t no label I chase — I’m Holy‑Ghost built with a street‑testimony strut in my waist.
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