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Make It Happen
Hip-Hop/Rap
Make It Happen was released on September 26, 2025 by Finesse ent. as a part of the album Its About Time
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Release DateSeptember 26, 2025
LabelFinesse ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
El Salvaje17
El Salvaje17
Rap
JohnTheFinesseGod
JohnTheFinesseGod
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quintin T Washington
Quintin T Washington
Songwriter
John K Ragae
John K Ragae
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JohnTheFinesseGod
JohnTheFinesseGod
Engineer

Lyrics

Making no excuses, I'ma make it happen
Bitch, look me in my eyes, I feel like the captain
Blood on the money, blood on the leaves
Bitch, we sticking to the business, I ain't trying to hear it
Hoe, we strapped up, call of duty, we got all the gears
Know your diamonds fake, that shit chandelier
It ain't Johnny Dang, you got it from Johnny Damn
If he ask me for the price, tax his ass like uncle sam
F-I-N-E double S-E be me
F-I-N-E double S-E be me
Thinking that we even up upping the score now I'm taking the lead
**** bragging like he got it for the shit that I done did
I done did it, I done had it, I don't fuck that bitch before
Oh, you really think you like that, put the money on the floor
I done did it, I done had it, I don't fuck that bitch before
Oh, you really think you like that, put the money on the floor
Making no excuses, I'ma make it happen
Bitch, look me in my eyes, I feel like the captain
Blood on the money, blood on the leaves
Bitch, we sticking to the business, I ain't trying to hear it
Hoe, we strapped up, call of duty, we got all the gears
Know your diamonds fake, that's just chandelier
It ain't Johnny Dang, you got it from Johnny Damn
If he ask me for the price, tax his ass like uncle sam
Having that money for real, I swear I'm having buku
Last niigga played with 17, turned me into a loose crew
Shawty text my phone tryna fuck, I said yeah, me too
My car gone white every time I pull off an orange coupe
If I was broke like you, I might be hating too
I ain't want the regular don, so I'm drinking 42
And I ain't want no empty pockets, so I fill it up with blues
**** trying to take the chain off my ****, Ill make the news
Making no excuses, I'ma make it happen
Bitch, look me in my eyes, I feel like the captain
Blood on the money, blood on the leaves
Bitch, we sticking to the business, I ain't tryna hear
Always strapped up, call of duty, we got all the gear
Know your diamonds fake, that's just chandelier
It ain't Johnny Dang, you got it from Johnny Damn
If he ask me for the price, tax his ass like uncle sam
Written by: John K Ragae, Quintin T Washington
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