Make Somme

Yuh
Yuh
1k on the beat (1k)
F1k the fucking label man (1k)
You know the fucking vibes (1k)
Finna show em how I roll
Finna show em how I rock

Only had some bread for the food tryna make some
And I keep the g23 in case I shake some
Momma say you better stay in school if you gon be some
Showed her Ian have to stay in school to be a great one
Anything I'm chasing I'm gon put my mind to it
I'm the type you tell me you can't do it I'll do it
Rip to juice brody in my mind lucid
Yeah I'm repeating the same tune tryna say some
Yeah I'm still keeping the same dudes they my day ones
Yeah I'm still making the same moves you cant catch me lacking
Still gripping the same tool yeah just make some action
Still cop from the same dude cuz that gas fantastic
Nigga try to take my life? You got me fucked up I'm blasting
All these rap niggas fake cuz they some great ass actors
I know some niggas who wont get out cuz they some grade a trappers
I know some niggas who still alive cuz they done popped off faster

Only had some bread for the food tryna make some
Lowkey want the hands when it's me I'm tryna spray some
Then I might just go back to the crib then I pray some
Ion gotta hear it boy I know that I'm amazing
Man this shit hit
Don't know what it is
I could make 45 n never feel rich
They could give me life n I never will snitch
That money is the Lilo I'm protecting like I'm Stitch
Damn
I know there ain't a nigga better
Never fucked with me I know you'll never send a letter
That pain is stuck with me don't mean that I'll never be better
But that don't mean I gotta stop no I'm getting them commas
The market dropped I need my money no part in these problems
I don't get into beef big g gonna handle the problems
Spoil myself I cop the Gucci n all of the Prada
Just me and momma I can't even be claiming my father
Forgot he had a son he happy he getting a daughter
I'm gon raise my son better no he can't be my enemy
Gotta do it first so I know he peeping my energy
Ima be there daily to make sure that he gon' remember me
Ima be there first to make sure he don't have resent to me
Times get hard
Love get weaker
Got up off my ass I was hitting licks for sneakers
But I was the kid that was cool with the teachers
Yeah I did my work but never catch me in the bleachers
Gangs pass in the hall when they slide through they see me
Yeah they coulda jumped me ion ride 3 deep
Most I do is 2 so I got time to think
You could be talking that hot shit you getting mad blam
Caught him off-guard hit him with the grand slam
You not gonna walk away just plan yo life instead
I never had nothing I went day to day instead
Got me a plate and I started grabbing more then bread
Ion need these demons no more get 'em out my head
I might just go Christian ion know what I'm saying
But I got a plate and now I really need a plan
Speed off in the I and then I get off the feds be behind me
All the nights that I was hungry I put 'em behind me
All the things that I done did man I hope they don't find me
I see they hate that I'm the greatest like why you remind me
Ain't worried 'bout my life cuz I'm the greatest in the making
And watch out for them bitches I heard Satan is amazing
See I shoot my shot and turn around I made it no debating
See I make that magic they call me young Kanye how I'm creating

Ian make it in the streets I had to get it how i got it
Niggas hating on the team but we 2 sliding call it mobbing
Aim the fie by the stepping stool
You ain't climbing how I got it
Keep my guides on a balance too
Been a hunnid doubled under

Only had some bread for the food tryna make some
Lowkey want the hands when it's me I'm tryna spray some
Then I might just go back to the crib and then I pray some
Ion gotta hear it boy I know that I'm amazing
Man this shit hit
Don't know what it is
I could make 45 and never feel rich
They could give me life and I never will snitch
That money is the Lilo I'm protecting like I'm Stitch



Credits
Writer(s): Cleff Librun
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