I Got It Made! This is my world...
I Got It Made! This is what I want...

Wake up in the morning & I ask myself why?
I feel like living in a time to die
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
You live in hell & still and in god you trust
I'm the one & only, I'm the only one
Beginning from the end, where you started I am done
Walkin' stalkin' always shit talkin'
I don't give a damn about the mutafuckin' dollar
See me on the street, hoot and holler
It's my world, cocksuckin' muthafuckin' goddamn right
Doin' what I want is my way of life!

I Got It Made! This is my world...
I Got It Made! This is what I want...

I am Phildo, the muthafuckin' Phildo
Suckers try to stop me, but they never will
So I screw you like a teacher, a lesson to be taught
Born to be safe & livin' on pot
It's your fault, your words are bought
I kick a lot of ass; verbal assault
Suckers hope I won’t try when they see me walk by
But I fuckem over with the muthafuckin' talk by
I'm talkin' shit, I'm talkin' feces
I'm so broke I can't pick up the pieces
Shoplifting, ain't no crime
Matter of fact, it's a hobby of mine
Like livin' large & knowing the time
Robbin' them blind at a drop of a dime
Takin' what is theirs & makin' it mine
I wear it, I share it, they can't believe it
When I declare it, sport it, hoard it
I'll take it from you if I think you can afford it!

I Got It Made! This is my world...
I Got It Made! This is what I want...

Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!

I Got It Made! I Got It Made! I Got It Made!