Making It

You think this album's good?
Boy, wait until the next one
We're gonna be takin' over the world
With the next one
All the looney tunes saying that we won't be makin' it
You're right, bitch, you're right, we won't be makin' it
Cz we ain't runnin' in somebody's game, we're making it
What makin' it means here is how we're making it
We're breaking in from my guts to my skin
To your ears, to your guts, I'll make everyone be makin' it

Enough with this rhyme, I don't wanna bore you
I don't wanna make you feel it's just another song, no
I can switch it anytime, silk smooth on you
Put me on when you like, baby, I can warm ya
If you don't mind me switching, I will keep you entertained
Keep you hooked in a way
That keeps you driving in my lane
Don't be scared, don't be fooled, boy, please don't let him twist it
Anytime you're in doubt, Bobby will be singing

Take a pacifier from a baby, watch him cry
Give him a gun, tell him pass a fire, watch them die
"Hey there, little baby, your country's exploding?"
Wanna move up northwest? D-d-d-dory explory!
I promise there'll be everything, there'll be a music scene
Cool kids and hot chicks so you can finally be
The man that you've always told your daddy you would be
Leave the land behind
Come live in this music scene
Nah, nah
Fuck that shit
I don't need to caption it
I would rather die Shane2
Than be smellinf like Chanel
What you gonna do? Everybody here is faking it

Well, I'll simply be makin' it
Cause I'm not running in somebody's game, I'm making it
What making it means, here is how I'm makin' it
I'm breaking in from my guts to my skin
To your ears, to your guts, I'll make everyone be makin' it