[Chorus:]
I heard you walk to the kindle up, b**h you crazy
Ride 'til I make a note, b**h don't lay this
The motherf**ing really want me to stop it
You better make me, make me, make me
All black pimps driving black Mercedes
Ride around town with my sh** all creaky
Last thing you wanna do is sustain pop
You gotta make me, make me, don't make me
[Verse:]
Why still rap my n***a 'cause I'm the truth
The way I spit I had to make the poof I approve
Why still rap my n***a 'cause I'm the truth
The way I spit I had to make the poof I approve
Why still rap my n***a 'cause I'm the truth
The way I spit I had to make the poof I approve
Riding on the train when I couldn't buy a coupe
I was inspired by Cube, just like I admire Snoop
Digging in the crates I'm just tryin' to find a loop
Then I rhyme over your head like I'm trying to design a roof
You only get one shot, I'm the type to shoot
No disrespect to LeBron but Kobe gon' find the hoop
I'm a do it, my homie say wa**up, n***a listen
I ain't dissing but this is constructive criticism
You been rapping all your life my n***a
I think it's time to drop the mic my n***a
I ain't wanna knock advice
So everytime I spit I hit acapella on stage
I drop the mic my n***a
See I'm out on boxing life
And I won't throw in the towel
And stop the fight, not tonight, n***a
[Chorus:]
I heard you walk to the kindle up, b**h you crazy
Ride 'til I make a note, b**h don't lay this
The motherf**ing really want me to stop it
You better make me, make me, make me
All black pimps driving black Mercedes
Ride around town with my sh** all creaky
Last thing you wanna do is sustain pop
You gotta make me, make me, don't make me
[Verse:]
Ain't no quitter any bullsh**ter,
Any forfeiter in me if I'm chasing more benjies
Please don't continue, it's the poor n***a in me
Waging a war against pennies
If I get it from singing, may the Lord forgive me
So much game in the hood
I'm observing plenty from OG's
As I reach in I pour some in here
In a cup, It's Pac and Eminem
It's against all odds
And I don't give a f** man, I don't give a f**
Yeah that's what's up
I slap hands with Hove
I gave dept to Pov
I got game from Russel
I think that's enough motivation
And never let succes pa** me up
Master P told me, keep both feet in the game
Inspiration came from too many people to name
Now that I'm up yeah I got to keep it the same
I gave new rappers a brand new meaning for game
[Chorus:]
I heard you walk to the kindle up, b**h you crazy
Ride 'til I make a note, b**h don't lay this
The motherf**ing really want me to stop it
You better make me, make me, make me
All black pimps driving black Mercedes
Ride around town with my sh** all creaky
Last thing you wanna do is sustain pop
You gotta make me, make me, don't make me