Make It This Far

I was just solo riding, can't forget about twin in the back of the car
But I was just solo riding, young nigga didn't think he would make it this far
But look at a young nigga now, let a nigga try play, then we pulling his card
You know that we gunnin' him down, y'all better send them boys back to the circus

We know that boy is a clown, that choppa gon' blow like a flute
Ain't no runnin', we come and get you, when we come boy, you know how we do
And we're not gon' forget about your crew, diamonds they dance just like they was bobby
I don't even rap for real, this just a hobby

Pull up fly as hell, you'll think I was gliding
I just hit up your girl, she gon' let me slide
My neck like a pool, my diamond they cool, i send these lil' nigga to school
No handy-manny, no bob the builder, bro fixing whit up with his tool

He ask for a ten, I send it again, text him, okay, cool
MPM for the win, you know that my kin, and they so slimy, lil' dudes
Know he my lil' brother, and we locked in, we breakin' all the rules
Ain't come from the gutter, then you know my twin, no, I don't know that lil' dude

All bout my skrilla like Kodak lil' dude
All I know is get paper, I'm chasing in school
No ween gon' listen to y'all, we breakin' the rules

I was just solo riding, can't forget about twin in the back of the car
But I was just solo riding, young nigga didn't think he would make it this far
But look at a young nigga now, let a nigga try play, then we pulling his card
You know that we gunnin' him down, y'all better send them boys back to the circus

We know that boy is a clown, that choppa gon' blow like a flute
Ain't no runnin', we come and get you, when we come boy, you know how we do
And we're not gon' forget about your crew, diamonds they dance just like they was bobby
I don't even rap for real, this just a hobby

Pull up fly as hell, you'll think I was gliding
I just hit up your girl, she gon' let me slide



Credits
Writer(s): Travorius Turner
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