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Make It
Hip-Hop/Rap
Make It was released on August 12, 2022 by CTN as a part of the album Sooner Than Later
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Release DateAugust 12, 2022
LabelCTN
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damone Kahil Howard Jr
Damone Kahil Howard Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glazer
Glazer
Producer
Stebbz
Stebbz
Producer
Illoquint
Illoquint
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yea
I prolly won't make it in these streets, words my mom say
Keep banana clips in this cage ain't Harambe
How you feel so dead alive, that shit haunts me
I could never testify if they caught me
Starin' at them stars, fantasize the long way
Almost broke my wrist weighin' my love, you ain't stop me
Why I remain distant is from shit you never taught me
Not because you chose to cause you had no options
Not tryna expose you, just reasons why I'm cautious
Ran it how I'm 'posed to, still ended up exhausted
Ain't provide the most for you, times I've been obnoxious
Only when I'm close to you, I feel like I got you
When I'm feelin' empty, I surround myself with bottles
**** keep on shiftin' 'round me I start gettin' nauseas
Mixin' up designers, just like mixin' up my sauces
Problems I encounter, if I cock back I'm gon toss it
I don't want your input if it ain't in my deposit
Death over designer, I got bones inside my closet
Thinkin' 'bout them finer things with polo on my collar
I prolly won't make it if I finished how I started
I prolly won't make it in these streets, words my mom say
Keep banana clips in this cage ain't Harambe
How you feel so dead alive, that shit haunts me
I could never testify if they caught me
I prolly won't make it in these streets, words my mom say
Keep banana clips in this cage ain't Harambe
How you feel so dead alive, that shit haunts me
I could never testify if they caught me
Always under where you stand, I don't understand it
Even bought you a new bag, let me hold yo' baggage
Tried to give my helpin' hand, left me open handed
Tryna take your life for granted, yo' wish was granted
No I can't be sure 'til you reassure me
What you talkin' to me for, you know you can't afford me
Some emotions I done stored just to make this story
But the truth ain't on record if you don't record it
You get in your feels when I feel on you
You gon pop these pills, as I peel 'em off you
You won't think I'm real 'til I'm really on you
Baby you a meal, spend a mil' on you
It's hard to make it in these streets with family on your shoulders
My heart could never stand the heat it's only gettin' colder
It's hard for me to open up, just tell me when it's over
Told you I would make it with no blueprint but you chose up
I prolly won't make it in these streets, words my mom say
Keep banana clips in this cage ain't Harambe
How you feel so dead alive, that shit haunts me
I could never testify if they caught me
I prolly won't make it in these streets, words my mom say
Keep banana clips in this cage ain't Harambe
How you feel so dead alive, that shit haunts me
I could never testify if they caught me
Written by: Damone Kahil Howard Jr
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