Make It

When you grow up from Da Lou they say you (can't make it)

Now i'm riding in backseat of a brand new Maybach (fuck you bitch)

Applying pressure on these niggas that ain't gone shake that, ain't going back and forth with bitches

You know I ain't like that, cause I got it like that

Now I gotta fight back, on these niggas that be bluffin

You know who don't shake that

Cant be with all that cuffing, don't even be laid back

When you come up from the Lou you know gotta make that

When you grew up from my city, you know we with it

They be killing all the opps and the witness (bop, bop)

Man that shit can get real sticky, that's why we ride with the blicky