Make It
Fast car with a bad broad Driving her crazy
I can't wait till we finally make it
I can't wait till we finally make it
Hop on the E and start racing
I can't wait till we finally make it
Got a lot on my mind can't take it
Just stay on your grind and be patient
We gonna hop on the E and start racing
For my momma I'm R.I.P Jason
For lil T we gon pick up the pace
If it's up you get shot in your face
R.I.P Bando it's shout out the paids
Back to back cutting up in and out lanes
Bro got my back we been thuging for ages
I been official since back in the days
No I ain't working no minimum wage
Gotta get rich and show momma I made it
Feds on my dick got me flipping through pages
The shit I done did is amazing
Fuck 12 let my dogs out the cages
Roll up a L kick back I'm faded
Gotta lay low cuz they wanted to tame me
In love with the money I won't let it change me
Pass me the sitchy I toss it like brady
Can't be fucking these hoes they want all my babies
She know ima star I don't wanna be famous
That boy is a fraud he ain't getting no paper
I don't crack no cards tell the feds stop hating
I don't rent no car pull up stop playing
My ice be bust I don't do plain Jane
Got big boy guns with a 50 round drum
We could have some fun I don't play no games
They know I put on come fuck with the gang
When I put this shit on they ain't taking a thing
Why would I change if the money the same?
(Why would I change?)
They know we gon ball I stay on the jugg you know that we stay on the same shit
My bro on a call he told me he good
Them opp niggas stay on that lame shit
Gotta ride with the metal we still in the ghetto
You know that we stay on that gang shit
Got a fast car with a bad broad
She said that I'm driving her crazy
She said that I'm wrong I know that she mad cuz she know I had me a baby
Don't wait till I'm gone to show that you love me bitches be acting too shady
I'm still in the streets she know that I'm thugging I'm making these opp niggas hate me
I can't wait till we finally make it
Got a lot on my mind can't take it
Just stay on your grind and be patient
We gonna hop on the E and start racing
For my momma I'm R.I.P Jason
For lil T we gon pick up the pace
If it's up you get shot in your face
R.I.P Bando it's shout out the paids
Back to back cutting up in and out lanes
Bro got my back we been thuging for ages
I been official since back in the days
No I ain't working no minimum wage
Gotta get rich and show momma I made it
Feds on my dick got me flipping through pages
The shit I done did is amazing
I can't wait till we finally make it
I can't wait till we finally make it
Hop on the E and start racing
I can't wait till we finally make it
Got a lot on my mind can't take it
Just stay on your grind and be patient
We gonna hop on the E and start racing
For my momma I'm R.I.P Jason
For lil T we gon pick up the pace
If it's up you get shot in your face
R.I.P Bando it's shout out the paids
Back to back cutting up in and out lanes
Bro got my back we been thuging for ages
I been official since back in the days
No I ain't working no minimum wage
Gotta get rich and show momma I made it
Feds on my dick got me flipping through pages
The shit I done did is amazing
Fuck 12 let my dogs out the cages
Roll up a L kick back I'm faded
Gotta lay low cuz they wanted to tame me
In love with the money I won't let it change me
Pass me the sitchy I toss it like brady
Can't be fucking these hoes they want all my babies
She know ima star I don't wanna be famous
That boy is a fraud he ain't getting no paper
I don't crack no cards tell the feds stop hating
I don't rent no car pull up stop playing
My ice be bust I don't do plain Jane
Got big boy guns with a 50 round drum
We could have some fun I don't play no games
They know I put on come fuck with the gang
When I put this shit on they ain't taking a thing
Why would I change if the money the same?
(Why would I change?)
They know we gon ball I stay on the jugg you know that we stay on the same shit
My bro on a call he told me he good
Them opp niggas stay on that lame shit
Gotta ride with the metal we still in the ghetto
You know that we stay on that gang shit
Got a fast car with a bad broad
She said that I'm driving her crazy
She said that I'm wrong I know that she mad cuz she know I had me a baby
Don't wait till I'm gone to show that you love me bitches be acting too shady
I'm still in the streets she know that I'm thugging I'm making these opp niggas hate me
I can't wait till we finally make it
Got a lot on my mind can't take it
Just stay on your grind and be patient
We gonna hop on the E and start racing
For my momma I'm R.I.P Jason
For lil T we gon pick up the pace
If it's up you get shot in your face
R.I.P Bando it's shout out the paids
Back to back cutting up in and out lanes
Bro got my back we been thuging for ages
I been official since back in the days
No I ain't working no minimum wage
Gotta get rich and show momma I made it
Feds on my dick got me flipping through pages
The shit I done did is amazing
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Writer(s): Omari Cunningham
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