Making Lyrics

Young brotha can't do on this Wu Tang

We be switching up beats that a new thang

I'd be riding with a squad till midnight

Spitting on them verses till the veins get's tight

Doing what's right till something is wrong

So fire it up let's go bring it on

Like Cypress Hill Take Hits From The Bong

Where'd You come from with a mic in your palm

I'm the Young boi grinding on the hustle

Was a young kid going on a daily struggle

Broke as hell with nothing to tell

Praying the lord to get every thing well

Never behind the cell

I'm into the light through hell

I'm living this life you can't imagine

I fly like a dragon blowing out heat on these maggots Sleeping on money to crash in

I'm making this far

I'm doing it all

Giving them what I got

Hope I don't lost my shot

It means through my heart

Had to finish from the moment I start

This is who I become

Now I wanna get along

I'm living my life imma so high

Imma fly through the world in the sky

Doing my thang that's what they say

I'm making those verses fly today

I took the mic likes rappers delight

Spitting them rhymes felted fear from my fright

Thats wasn't enough to make everything right

You cry like a bitch who's got some shit to hide

Counting them Ben's I got that drip in my pants

Got that grip going east side Michigan

Shout out my west side Brothas in my past

That my high school career got me into band

Kelly where you at?

Where ya at

Coach is here with a brand new set

I'm gone with bitches I left

Who I can never forget

Have you get punch in motherfucking face

I beat you like Rocky leaving you in the pace

No this ain't no contest

But I came back with a repeat of a request

Boosie is making this year

Leaving through everything without my tears

This is my everything I do wanna give

I'm the motherfucker you'll never forget

I'm making this far

I'm doing it all

Giving them what I got

Hope I don't lost my shot

It means through my heart

Had to finish from the moment I start

This is who I become

Now I wanna get along