ItsJustTim - Make It

Yeah, yeah
I got to make it
I told my mamma that we good before 2020
I'm talking paper
Just to get my people out the hood and put em' on money

I gotta make it
Yeah, Yeah

I got to make it
I told my mamma that we good before 2020
I'm talking paper
Just to get my people out the hood and put em' on money
I'm talking acres
I can't show these niggas' too much love

I got to make it
I told my mamma that we good before 2020
I'm talking paper
Just to get my people out the hood and put em' on money
I'm talking acres
I can't show these niggas' too much love they be acting funny
I'm talking haters
I don't know a bitch that I can trust they scheming or something
Look

I then lost shit I can't lose again
I then lost family and closest friends
I then went broke after holding ten
But I never broke I just soaked it in

I had some women I can't forget
A couple hoes I wish I never met
Conversation dry, but the pussy wet
Thats a disconnect that get quick Gillette

Then i'm back in the sea with the fishing net
I gamble on me that's the biggest bet
You sleeping on me that's the biggest neck
Is you stupid nigga' lacking intellect
Spending way too much time on the internet
I been wasting my time getting into that
I put that to the side just to get attached
With myself and I now i'm getting back

Back to the real
Back to the basics
I roll up and face it
I smoke with no chaser
Life is a bitch, but fuck it embrace it
Regardless you still got to face it
From the city of sauce and lean
Where niggas' slow up and pour up like the matrix
But i'm moving too fast so I cannot taste it

I got to make it
I told my mamma that we good before 2020
I'm talking paper
Just to get my people out the hood and put em' on money
I'm talking acres
I can't show these niggas' too much love they be acting funny
I'm talking haters
I don't know a bitch that I can trust they scheming or something
Aye, they scheming or something
They scheming or something

If I told my mamma we good

If I told my mamma we good
Then I cannot let that be lies
But I don't want this on my own
I'm splitting the bread with the guys
While watching for snakes in disguise
No limit we chasing the skies
Stock going up we raising the price
Pot getting heavy like we shoot dice
You bobbing your head like this shit nice
Kush my meds I be too high
I need space baby I need time
I been locked in like i'm locked down

I'm not Rick from Boy'z N The Hood
My dreams will not be shot down
But I'm that same little nigga' from the hood
Tryna figure out how to make it out now

We been fucked up like way too long
Way too long
Way too long
Patience low can't wait too long
Wait too long
Wait too long
Can't stress too much dope way too strong
Way too strong
Way too strong
Cant quit now nigga' worked way too long
Way too long
Way too long

I got to make it
I told my mamma that we good before 2020
I'm talking paper
Just to get my people out the hood and put em' on money
I'm talking acres
I can't show these niggas' too much love they be acting funny
I'm talking haters
I don't know a bitch that I can trust they scheming or something
Aye, they scheming or something
They scheming or something

Written by:
Timothy Dunham

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