Make It Alright

Reminiscing bout them **** I can’t talk to

Really miss em, this is life, nothing brand new

Praying heavens gates letting all my **** through

Give ‘em a king size, make sure that they comfortable

Cause we innocent

Can’t you see the conditions that we livin in

Don’t you see these cops sending shots at my melonins

Label us a victim now I’m switching up the narrative

Big homies moving kilos

D boys was getting d bo’d

If the money didn’t equal up

How they fucking up the formula

That lil ratchet love to deepthroat

She know the game know the cheat codes

I don’t wanna cuddle up

No one ever gave me affection when I was growing up

It’s all me

I had to get it on my lonely

A **** had to put on for the homies

Quick to spin around the block when they call me yah

Will they remember when I’m gone

Can’t barely trust a soul I’m in my zone

every time I throw my dog a bone

They bite the hand that feed em shit is wrong

Before the fat stacks I made the shit pop

Bathing ape backpacks had em ziplocks

Going locker to locker

Bankroll in my joggers

Before the tech I was bussin out the reeboks

Police by the street lights it could’ve been me

Can’t do no 25 I got people to feed

Used to do the door to door now they give me the keys

Pyrex vision be 100 degrees

Give ‘em the cold shoulder

Saying they gone ride but they’ll never die for you

Saying they gon slide they just keep the tabs on you

I ain’t never hiding we can meet up when you want to

Don’t sleep on me

Cost to be the boss if you want it homie

Make ‘em go tony Montana on me

Praying for them **** that be preying on me

I don’t want no drama

About my people I just wanna get these commas

If I’m being honest

Did some things still dealing with the karma

I don’t want no drama

About my people I just wanna get these commas

If I’m being honest

Did some things still dealing with the karma