Won't Make It Lyrics

Took it to the top, Got so high, never come down (High)

Tryna take me under (Tryna take me under)

They hating from a distance and they whisper, Bet not get loud (Yea)

Better keep it subtle (Better keep it low)

I'm walking in my purpose and I'm popping out the whole crowd (Popping)

And I'm popping all your bubbles (Bloop bloop)

I'm breaking all the chains, The generation curse is passed down (Curse)

Boy, don't take it from your mother (Take it from your mother)

I'm passing average, dashing up the pole

And they asking passive questions that they know

Nasty ratchets practice with they nose

And I'm classy, flashy, laughing, It's a joke

And I tried to put 'em on game (Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

But they walking on eggshells, tied to they whole life savings (Tied)

And they just won't make it

And I just can't take it (Take)

But I'm back to the basics

Calling out the plays and they just too lazy (Yea, yea)

I've been looking for the ace of the spade in the deck

I've been losing hope lately (Hope)

I'm just honored to serve and I'm changing the world

But I hope it don't change me (Change)

Keep the circle tighter than IG models in pics that they post on they page (Pics)

I'm sick of the fronting, I'm sick of the fake (Front)

I'm sick to the stomach, They sick to the brain (Sick to the stomach, They sick to the brain)

I'm flipping the script on what everyone thinking is lame

They went from flipping bricks to flipping Philippians pages (Flip)

Sit for a few, You'll be glad that you came, Glad that you came

Please don't fall for the games, Fall for the games

They gon' bawl at your grave after falling to betray

But they calling your name so you feeling like you made it

From the gutter out the pavement

From the bottom, Imma take it up

Took it to the top, Got so high, never come down (High)

Tryna take me under (Tryna take me under)

They hating from a distance and they whisper, Bet' not get loud (Yea)

Better keep it subtle (Better keep it low)

I'm walking in my purpose and I'm popping out the whole crowd (Popping)

And I'm popping all your bubbles (Bloop bloop)

I'm breaking all the chains, The generation curse is passed down (Curse)

Boy, don't take it from your mother (Take it from your mother)

I'm passing average, dashing up the pole

And they asking passive questions that they know

Nasty ratchets practice with they nose

And I'm classy, flashy, laughing, It's a joke

And I tried to put 'em on game (Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)

But they walking on eggshells, tied to they whole life savings (Tied)

And they just won't make it