Make Believe Lyrics

Im better known as

Mister big cojones

Im not the trype to no modern day romance

Fist bump i dont like to shake or hold hands

High five sike skrrting on the brohams

Still throwin up the 4s wit the bro mans

Twenty seasons all barrs like Roseanne

Im in the lane of my own aint no road jams

Heather gray hoodie on feeling like conan

Hate to see em on they knees extending both hands

Praying or they begging either way this where the hope ends

Niggas out here posting rants on they close friends

Cant find a way to stay paid u niggas broken

Why the church girls always do the most sins

Why the broke niggas always got the most kins

The snake niggas always gone shed the most skin

The good die young the real niggas lose the most friends

You still tryna be the prize that the hoes win

Im tryna replace the chadwick bosemans

If u aint tryna tune in change the program

Young black and proud twisting up my fro hairs

Tug a war i got pull on both ends

Body shots mid range game like derozan

Contemplating transitioning to coaching

Cuz this is when the debates about the goat ends

Still wishing grandma was her to pray for me

Still sinning knowing the reaper got a day for me

This how u seperate the minor from the major leagues

Cuz we make nothing out of something like make believe

Imaginary players got nothing to say to me

Im getting better every season dog dont play wit me

Out here shining with my brothers thats the way to be

Cuz we make something out of nothing like make believe

we make something outta nothing

we make something out nothing nothing nothing

we make something som som outta nothing like its make believe

we make something out nothing nothing nothing

we make something som som outta nothing like its make believe