Make It Lyrics

Tell momma don't worry her baby gone make it

I'm to nice I see why they hating

All of this stress I need a vacation

Trying to run up a bag no time to be wasting

Spin with a mask now they Calling me Jason

Every g got a beam why the fuck would i chase him

He called for the za but nikka i laced him

New opp in the air we just gone face it

No big bro it was only Beem

Bro get hyper when I show him my streams

He cracking cards and I'm serving feens

Feeling like a doctor I'm serving this lean

And I got the percs nikka what you need

Still got a good price on them p's

I'ma show love if you cop it from me

Shoutout to the plug only nikka I need

Tell momma don't worry her baby gone make it

I'm to nice I see why they hating

All of this stress I need a vacation

Trying to run up a bag no time to be wasting

Spin with a mask now they Calling me Jason

Every g got a beam why the fuck would i chase him

He called for the za but nikka i laced him

New opp in the air we just gone face it

You want to diss and you don't got motion

Like bro what the fuck is you smoking

Bro got locked now he fucking his lotion

Got to many opps so you know I'm not loafing

If the D's on my dick then I'm making her tote it

This my life I'm not even joking

All of this drip got a nikka soaking

Off of the drugs got a nikka loaded

Tell momma don't worry her baby gone make it

I'm to nice I see why they hating

All of this stress I need a vacation

Trying to run up a bag no time to be wasting

Spin with a mask now they Calling me Jason

Every g got a beam why the fuck would i chase him

He called for the za but nikka i laced him

New opp in the air we just gone face it