I Can Make Whatever I Want

As I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

And if I die before I wake,

I pray these fuck **** never get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** don't get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** never get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** don't get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** don't get nothing from me

I cut her off, shorty fake, she aint nothing to me

If you fake turn snake then you nothing to me

Machete chop to the grave yeah its nothing to me

QUIETDWN to the grave yeah its something to me

Yeah its something to me

Yeah its something to me

I could never stop or never ever ever taste defeat

I could never stop or never ever give up thats on me

I could never stop till I'm at the top yeah,

Shorty give me top yeah

Slop yeah

Told her slow it down when she finna do it that way

Told her slow it down when you Finna do it that way

Aint no slowing down when I'm going my way

Full throttle, full throttle.

Days of feeling hollow, drowning in a bottle

Full throttle, full throttle

The past is the past, I aint worried bout tomorrow

As I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

And if I die before I wake,

I pray these fuck **** never get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** don't get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** never get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** don't get nothing from me

I pray these fuck **** don't get nothing from me