S.L.A.B. (Slow Loud And Bangin) - I'm A Make It lyrics

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(feat. Poppy, Trae, Scooby)

[talking]

Yeah mayn (what's up fool), same shit a different day

(I know man), surrounded by these bullshit niggaz and bitches man

Always trying to sell a nigga soul man, sell a nigga dream

Or wolf tickets, I ain't buying this shit no mo'

Guess I gotta do this shit by myself

[Poppy]

I'm headed nowhere fast, running this race and I'm finishing dead last

And the cats that I thought that was down, just stare and laugh

At the paths that I've taken, they say I'm out of my league

I never reach the goals, that I set out my to achieve please

I've always believed, in destiny and fate

But current circumstances, now have me questioning my faith

Niggaz hating, trying to tell me which direction to take

Nobody's in our corner fuck it, what difference does it make right

It ain't right, and it's a burden to discuss

The way that I feel inside, it burns a nigga up

Friend or foe, it's hard to determine what is it

But where I'm from, you learn to be a man and suck it up

Regardless, of the situation

We gon make it, we don't need your participation

And our careers, I shall fear no man but God

And for that reason, my hand's in the hands of God he walks with me

[talking]

I feel you Poppy (straight up)

You about the only one, a nigga could trust

Now-a-days mayn (for real)

Everybody in this motherfucker, done let you down

I ain't tripping though, you feel me

I'ma get it grind and mash for it (straight up)

God just leads us on our own

Or whoever ride with us, it still go down

[Trae]

Look at me now, the same nigga that they played for a fool

I try to focus everyday, but still I'm losing my cool

What the fuck it's gon take for them, to see I'm one of the best

They'd probably never pay attention, till they put me to rest

And I ain't tripping cause I take it like a man

That shit fraud, and I don't think they really understand

This rap shit be cool, but the game fucked up

I'm constantly paying dues, while these niggaz lucked up

It's all gravy baby, love it or not we gon be next for the crown

If you ain't been through what I've been through, nigga sit the fuck down

I've been through wars with the scars, to prove I'm a guerilla

With the heart and the hustle, to prove I'm one of the realer

Motivated by myself, and only God knows

Everybody downing my dreams, so all the do's closed

Get in my face, but now I know they ass sick

Cause I'm still on the grind, and number one on they list

[talking]

Trae mayn (I know you gon)

Try and get these niggaz to understand mayn

I ain't just out here, rapping for these hoes

I'm trying to get it, for real mayn

I gotta feed my family dog, niggaz ain't got nothing

On the bills, they can't eat dog that's how it's going down

[Scooby]

Nigga what's the problem, it really ain't hard to find em

They on they way up, they just came from the bottom

These boys gon do some'ing, y'all better watch em

But they don't wanna get cash, so we ain't vibing

And I don't fuck, with niggaz that be lying

You stay on your side, bitch I'm on my end

And I ain't got no business, for y'all to pry in

Cause I tell it all to ya, in my rhymes man

And you don't mean shit, just cause you signed man

That ain't gonna pay the bills, when your ass down man

Then what, fuck get your ends up

And this ain't happened over night, man I've been tough

Real fuck with real, and y'all ain't kin to us

And how y'all gonna take us off the road, we in a bigger truck

Nigga what