BEEN VON - Make It

Like the internet
Make a killing
Bigger than the beginning
Went the distance
Made a difference
In addition to mention
Every mission committed
Tend to follow my intuition
God gifted- palms itching
Pitching these bomb writtens
Frost bitten
Flow cold
Wrote it with four mittens on nigga
Pen frozen
Never could thaw instant
Dawg listen
Fall victim
Fuck with the wrong villan
All in it
Ball hard
Finals is all scrimmage
No limits
We gon' score
Niggas is gon' mimic
Won't grimace
Every little gimmick is gon' wither
Cold winters
Bones thicken
Winning get old dickhead
Road builder
Why work alone
Loyal could roam with 'em- uh

Throne sitting
Built alone
Never condone wishin'
Still ignant
Say fuck 'em all niggas just don't get it
Don't get it
Say fuck 'em all- niggas just don't get it
Say fuck 'em all- niggas just don't get it- no

Like the internet
Perpetuate visions of blowing up
Road is tough
Went global from measly open-ups
Showing up
Without getting that paper
Got old enough
Wiser now
Song maker
Can't eat off a freestyle
Like how
When I did it
Way better than these clowns
Deep down
Did the knowledge
My Prada's a G now
Fees pile
Credit good
No spending for free now
She smile and I'm happy
No thotties to free load
Beast mode
Been focused
Can't fold on a freethrow
Streets know- doubt it
Steelo be way too discreet yo
Keep close
Good habits
Can't fabricate
Weak emotion
Keep it going
Till the fruits of our labor
Could fill oceans- uh

Throne sitting
Built alone
Never condone wishin'
Still ignant
Say fuck 'em all niggas just don't get it
Don't get it
Say fuck 'em all- niggas just don't get it
Say fuck 'em all- niggas just don't get it- no

Written by:
Jovan Abney

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