Make It
I don't really know, where the future's gonna to go
But it don't really make a difference
My heart's feeling sore, yeah I know that for sure
But it don't really make a difference
Don't know what to do, all I wanted was you
But it don't really make a difference
I know you're gone, and I gotta move on
But it don't really make a difference
Don't wanna miss out, miss out
I gotta get this clout, this clout
I don't know where I can take it anymore
I wish that someone would just open their door
I know they're gonna play, never thought I'd see the day
But it don't really make a difference
He went off with her, and there's nothing I prefer
But it don't really make a difference
You probably ain't noticed, but I'm tryna stay focused
But it don't really make a difference
I know it's no use, but that isn't my excuse
'Cause it might just make that difference
Don't wanna miss out, miss out
I gotta get this clout, this clout
I don't know where I can take it anymore
I wish that someone would just open their door
And I'm so alone, even my parents they call me a stranger
On my phone, DMs low, they look like their endangered
Got my bone, throw it out, but no one ever wants to take it
Will I ever break through, will I ever make it?
And I'm so alone, even my parents they call me a stranger
On my phone, DMs low, they looking like their endangered
Got my bone, throw it out, but no one ever wants to take it
Will I ever break through, will I ever make it?
Will I ever break through, will I ever make it?
But it don't really make a difference
My heart's feeling sore, yeah I know that for sure
But it don't really make a difference
Don't know what to do, all I wanted was you
But it don't really make a difference
I know you're gone, and I gotta move on
But it don't really make a difference
Don't wanna miss out, miss out
I gotta get this clout, this clout
I don't know where I can take it anymore
I wish that someone would just open their door
I know they're gonna play, never thought I'd see the day
But it don't really make a difference
He went off with her, and there's nothing I prefer
But it don't really make a difference
You probably ain't noticed, but I'm tryna stay focused
But it don't really make a difference
I know it's no use, but that isn't my excuse
'Cause it might just make that difference
Don't wanna miss out, miss out
I gotta get this clout, this clout
I don't know where I can take it anymore
I wish that someone would just open their door
And I'm so alone, even my parents they call me a stranger
On my phone, DMs low, they look like their endangered
Got my bone, throw it out, but no one ever wants to take it
Will I ever break through, will I ever make it?
And I'm so alone, even my parents they call me a stranger
On my phone, DMs low, they looking like their endangered
Got my bone, throw it out, but no one ever wants to take it
Will I ever break through, will I ever make it?
Will I ever break through, will I ever make it?
Credits
Writer(s): Mista Pearce
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