Fredo - Make Mistakes

When you're makin' money, makin' cake (cake)
They don't wanna make you wait
And when you make as much money I make
Then you can make mistakes
I cheated and I lied (lied)
Said you're leavin', but you lie (lie)
We're still growin', none of us ain't goin' even if we tried
Ten packs, I put it on the flats, they need it to survive (survive)
Now I'm streamin', so I be gettin' P's in even if I die (die)
I saw a sign my guy was hatin', so I'm keepin' him in mind (mind)
Most niggas try and hide the hate, you gotta read between the lines

I had accepted that them boys'll talk shit even when we slide (slide)
Business man, now I got real money, that's all legal on my mind
But nine times out of ten the stuff illegal in the ride
And I don't wear my chain in drive, in case it leaves a nigga blind
Yeah, my past keeps catchin' up to me when I try leavin' it behind
I robbed so many niggas back them days that my Visa still declined
You niggas broke 'cause all you do is smoke and you're sleepin' all the time
Watchin' YouTube vids, speakin' about other people and their lives

When you're makin' money, makin' cake (cake)
They don't wanna make you wait
And when you make as much money I make
Then you can make mistakes
I cheated and I lied (lied)
Said you're leavin', but you lie (lie)
We're still growin', none of us ain't goin' even if we tried
Ten packs, I put it on the flats, they need it to survive (survive)
Now I'm streamin', so I be gettin' P's in even if I die (die)
I saw a sign my guy was hatin', so I'm keepin' him in mind (mind)
Most niggas try and hide the hate, you gotta read between the lines

Yeah, I'm gettin' to the profit, no time for rumors and the gossip
No, my girl don't fuck with broke boys, only wanna do it with the bosses
Trap boys, I left Lisa's house, went and moved into a office
All black, when my killers ride, my shoes are movin' gothic
You can ask around in the city and they'll tell you that my wrist knows magic
All I do is wave it in the air and make a chick go vanish
Dissapear, then reappear in the mornin' with some missin' hair
Free my nigga Stro, I miss him there, man, I wish you're here
Still slidin' with my shooters, know the lightnin' come from Cuba
I stop grindin' for right now and I started grindin' for the future
Fuck a nine-to-five, can't spend my life all typin' on computers
Robbers sittin' in the jail cell, readin' Bibles, eatin' tunas

I know I cheated in this run
You must be feeling like it's long
You can get back, if you want
Bae, if you get back, then I'm gone
Them boys didn't get back for their don
Their only get back was a song
Any time I get back, she creep out, step back in a thong

When you're makin' money, makin' cake (cake)
They don't wanna make you wait
And when you make as much money I make
Then you can make mistakes
I cheated and I lied (lied)
Said you're leavin', but you lie (lie)
We're still growin', none of us ain't goin' even if we tried
Ten packs, I put it on the flats, they need it to survive (survive)
Now I'm streamin', so I be gettin' P's in even if I die (die)
I saw a sign my guy was hatin', so I'm keepin' him in mind (mind)
Most niggas try and hide the hate, you gotta read between the lines

Written by:
Marvin Bailey

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