Make It 2 Anotha Day Lyrics

Yeah... Young Vetty in the construction zone

Making this heat, yeah...

Everything solo dolo that's just how I do it

Fuck the critics, fuck your movement, I need visions for improvement hoe

I do this only for myself and the motherfucking music hoe

Selfish motherfucka so all ya'll been expendable

Just wanna calm down, what is wrong now?

Everything it seems, It's like we gon' drown

So much calamity, everyone battling

Our souls have been damaged, take a look from all round

I am a savage, ravage from the jump

Everything is a challenge so bring on the pump

He way above average, he do what he want

Too bad all the drank got him stuck in a slump

Killin the game like B-Dot, you can't fuck with me

I'm a motherfucking god like a zealot

Or is it zealot? I feel compelled to let you know

that I'm jealous of your mind and its free thought

Brain is embellished

these thoughts of hell and heaven has got me stuck in this distraught

Mind state, when I think my mind blanks, vacate from life shit is high stakes but...

Still, it is what it will, whatever will be, it's not a big deal

To get my mind free I need to pay bail, too bad I need weed, So it's farewell (Ha!)

Locked in the cell, life behind bars, stuck in this world, I mean it no harm

Got show n' tell, I brang em my arm with the middle finger stuck in a bomb

Tomorrow sorrow, lemme borrow a little happiness

My soul is hollow, got dreaded thoughts of manliness

Please lemme follow you into the life of happiness

I wait until the morrow, head is fucked, speak of raspiness

Tomorrow sorrow, lemme borrow a little happiness

My soul is hollow, got dreaded thoughts of manliness

Please lemme follow you into the life of happiness

I wait until the morrow, head is fucked, speak of raspiness

Whaddya want from me? Got the life from the B

There is no more time, I just want you to see

My life from my eyes so there's no surprise

When I go 'head and die from obesity

I just wanna make changes and wanna turn my life around and rearrange it

They said death gon' feel painless

I don't believe them though, man they speak shameless (Fuck!)

I'm trying my best but I think that's a lie

I speak from inside when I spit through the mic

Been looking for reasons, looking for life

My moods are like seasons and right now is dry

Arid as fuck, shit outta luck, It's the killing season and I'm runnin a muck

Been causing treason, I was killing demons

But now I'm fiendin' for some of them drugs

I just wanna get better, been feeling sick, under the weather

Writing raps with some split leather

keep em' in the back with my thick treasure (Yeah!)

In this hole I sit down and pray, God give me control, so that I may

See past the light, so now my only goal is to make it to another day