S.L.A.B. - I'ma Make It lyrics

(*talking*) Yeah mayn (what's up fool), same sh** a different day (I know man), surrounded by these bullsh** n***as and b**hes man Always trying to sell a n***a soul man, sell a n***a dream Or wolf tickets, I ain't buying this sh** no mo' Guess I gotta do this sh** 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 n***as hating, trying to tell me which direction to take Nobody's in our corner f** 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 n***a up Friend or foe, it's hard to determine what is it But where I'm from, you learn to be a man and s** 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 n***a could trust Now-a-days mayn (for real) Everybody in this motherf**er, 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 n***a that they played for a fool I try to focus everyday, but still I'm losing my cool What the f** 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 sh** fraud, and I don't think they really understand This rap sh** be cool, but the game f**ed up I'm constantly paying dues, while these n***as 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, n***a sit the f** 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 a** 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 n***as 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, n***as ain't got nothing On the bills, they can't eat dog that's how it's going down [Scooby] n***a 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 f**, with n***as that be lying You stay on your side, b**h 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 sh**, just cause you signed man That ain't gonna pay the bills, when your a** down man Then what, f** get your ends up And this ain't happened over night, man I've been tough Real f** 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 n***a what