We All Make It

Why everybody won't to be realist **** until they

Face gorillas.

Separating us putting us all in cages

**** solid until interrogation

Po-lice

tell you cough and bend over

Ice make this young **** -look older

Shred shoulders

How much can I take

The love I be getting I feel that is fake

It all will be gone once the food off on the plate

(Like I ain't human or nothing

I kept it 100 while lame **** make yaw assumptions

I came off the block

So I hit the ground running

-Came from the bottom

Had hoes in my tennis shoes

Loved when I was broke but when I make it

Now it's attitude

Yeah you only real when things are going good in front of you

I can't tell until I see some real shit you going through

My circle protected and hard to get into

**** pretenders with hidden agendas

Behind every smile is a frown foggy windows

Bitches

can't trust em as far as I throw em

They show no support til you blow

But it's over

Don't know why

It's always the ones who are closer

Snake you

If they lie, then they will steal from you .

If I have to watch you I can't be with you

I shine in the dark

While you miserable

See me in interviews

Count up the dead in my living room

Open the blinds see the city view

Wouldn't suppose to make it

But now You see the proof

Why you jealous (shit)

What gotting into you

I can see the envy

Feel your palms shaking

You can't be my ****

Your ass faking

I lit ****

I got the block quaking

To see my name in that star's crazy

See my foot prints in that damn pavement

Not looking over my shoulder lately

Not anticipating on my album Mainly

The lazy ones smile in my face they be hating

Don't know why

You waiting to snake me

Stab me in- my back I'm saying

You the one procrastinating

the reason why you never made it

I look at pocket watchers out discuss

Cause I had to get it out the mud

No one tried to help me it was rough

No I can't give you nothing out my cup

Surround myself in the trenches

Grind with the thugs and the geekers

Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream uh

You just a leecher .

Stay in the poor pit

But You ain't no preacher

I Brought the ride plan

But I added some features

I Flooded the speakers

I'm Always in betters

Landed the plane

Greeted by señorita

They sealed it

I'm counting

They stamped it

I'm peeping

Conversate while we eating

They handed my heater

They gifted me

Gallon of lean and tequila

So glade to meet ya

Back on the plane

Shotout to Aaliyah.

Soon as it touches

Go to the marina

I grab it

and run through hood like a cheetah

I just couldn't dream it

I had to pre-sue it and mean it

See stars on the roof of my demon

I fight in my dreams

Don't know what it means

ain't no quit in me

I Hardly get sleep

Grind 24 /7 days out the week.

And after that ima wake up and repeat

Capeesh