[Chorus: Supa Sean x 2]:
I Gotta Make it
I Gotta Make it Yeah
[Verse 1: Supa Sean]:
My n***a Gone for 10 he caught a body
Hit a opp in the face with a shotty
We don't give a f** about nobody
If don't make it den its back to pulling robberies
If i die tonight please tell my mom im sorry
Like a jungle lions all in the safari
Eat your food like some savages we hungry
Got the tool on me now there goes your warning
I Just dropped a hunnit bills on a benz big body
Take it out the capsule f** a pill i pop molly
n***as bout dat action in the field catch a body
Don't f** wit no new n***as my best friend is the Tommy
Scrap the plate i ain't trynna catch a case
I got that work straight ba** 808
Hate me now why love is the new hate
Hate, hate go and hate im, im just trynna make it
One minute you here next minute you gone
Grab ya rosary stay prayed up remember da psalms
On everything its God of i over Satan
You f** with me, you f** with me
You don't you hatin.....Cause
[Chorus: Supa Sean x 2]:
I Gotta Make it
I Gotta Make it Yeah
[Verse 2: Supa Sean]:
I swear to god the police k**ing n***as just like its a hobby
And you wonder why i keep the tooly on me
Im trynna live until my son at least turn 20
Million dollars and it all started from pennies
Now i spend Two hundred fifty on some penny's
Or a hunnit on spaghetti
In Italian restaurants, mobbed out blowing fetty
Thug life tatt across my belly
Black pistol its a semi
Gotta issue you should tell me
Ain't afraid to let it blow....
Lance Stephenson you mad evil den
Find out where you stay and send them mask people in
Im just trynna see some starts in my ceiling
Boy Im out here working hard for my children, Cause
[Chorus: Supa Sean]:
I Gotta Make it
I Gotta Make it Yeah