B.Young - Make It lyrics

[Verse: Matty Owens] Man I wasn't feeling this now I push it along Dust off of them new Lebrons, 'Cause copper just ain't connective Been doing this for a second new dialect for the message Sent the stems to the studio, sense the state for the session My sensei Obviously I been paid Engrave my name on the beat 'cause it's been slayed As always, I blast through the cash While I laugh bout the mall days, the Paul days Damn I'm appalled at the gall mate Matty O done f**ed up and balled out the hallways The next time they see me they all fazed Assure 'em that I'm all paid, insure 'em like I'm Allstate You be catching good hands, Punk and Mickey Gall Face Sorry PB I plead boy I had to do it See your cheeks leak, it made me join a different movement A cult of personality, fallacy actuality Dueling in a capacity, after this graphic gravity Democratic combatant been trumping our nationality Grab 'em by the p**y, turn the country to catastrophe Deeds been dastardly, but let me get off the topic Cause if I keep talking bout him, man I'mma be mouth washing Paxin' it up in east town, reppin' that south boston That's that B.C.E.C, We talking abut the throne Javits my new home, group homes breed new poems Them Javelins have been thrown, enemies been exposed I've grown out of my ways, I know that I'm hittin' fame Take a loan out while I wait, I mean I'm I wild with the weight No reservation for the fragrance be the stankiest Walk in with a suit and tie and boy I'll look the swa*kiest Chick will grab her ankles quick Like girl I got some blankets, strip! How did I 'thank' of this? You could thank me now or thank me later Take a drank or sip, I sank a ship With verbs and nouns and adjectives About that I'll be pa**ionate, literaturely disastrous Literally I master rapping sh** 'Cause blast and spit No asterisk Ya boy been filling caskets quick And no I'll never call it quits And no I'l, i'll never dunk but motherf**er I could ball with wit Matty O I'm back in the biz, I'm back in this b**h Was slacking and sh**, feeling sad as a b**h And then I rapped and They captioned it rapture after the fifth Bar They tell me I'mma get far But boy I spit fire ain't no ordinary rep tar I let you rep' your message so you better just respect ours Wanna be the best? Well, let me show what the steps are 1. Be Matty C 2. Be Matty O 3. You better drop some poppin' sh** up at the shows 4. The profit that they offering, they hollering for more Because they recognize the kid is just a prophet with the flow Just a product of the shows that I watched 'Cause they raised me Yeah I do it tastefully, they wan't a taste of me I jump the masonry and now they chasing me Razors under my tongue,I'm the ace of spades I say faithfully Yeah I did this sh**, you b**hes illiterate Catch a case and weep I wanna show you what my spirit is I wanna show you where my spirit is Sparks be flying out your ears Foundation for experience Are you hearing this? My people are you hearing this Specific demonstration of the idea that I'm serious That's the end no conversating Cause if I let them motherf**ers talk then I won't make it Man I just can't wait till I'm famous Man I just can't wait until I make it