MAKING IT UP

Yo

Oi, yo come here let me tell you a little something

You get it

Shit changed, shit changed, we really different out here

We ain't the same yutes like, you understand?

Gotta stay low

My hood's up

My chain's tucked

You see the thing it's getting bait from the rap

The G in me been sleeping I'm just waking him up

If we cut ties then there's no making it up

I've made some bad decisions

I've left my morals in the bin

And if it's God willing

Then I'm willing to turn to sin

And I just get the feeling

That everything will be alright

Alright alright

Let's turn this shit into a night

My hood's up

My chain's tucked

You see the thing it's getting bait from the rap

The G in me been sleeping I'm just waking him up

If we cut ties then there's no making it up

She says I have to run it up

Can't act a fool

Acting like I've been outta luck

When my belly's full

But the truth is my tastebuds been fucked

Since I was a yute

I'm an imbalanced slut, yup

And she still thinks I'm cute

Aha aha!

Who are you?

Who am I?

Let's just fuck off the night

The real me's been out of sight

Will Patt had to die

For Lil Gatz to thrive

Still ain't got enough gas behind

Don't wanna break the bank

Before I smash the sky

She flashed the guys

Like I fantasised

She wanna eat my sperm that's infanticide

I've made some bad decisions

I've left my morals in the bin

And if it's God willing

Then I'm willing to turn to sin

And I just get the feeling

That everything will be alright

Alright alright

Let's turn this shit into a night

My hood's up

My chain's tucked

You see the thing it's getting bait from the rap

The G in me been sleeping I'm just waking him up

If we cut ties then there's no making it up

(Now I'm up!)

Making it up

(Now I'm up!)

Making it up

(Now I'm up!)

Making it up

(Now I'm up!)

There's no making it up

You think I'm dumb

I'm in the wrong

I don't give a fuck

You stab my back

And I stab you back

We can't make up

Stuck in my ways

Don't care what you say

You don't call the shots

Is there a point in tryna be something I'm not?

'Cause if nothing ever changes

What's the point in praying

Imma just get drunk on my ones

She hit me with the side eye

Said that's just what I'm like

Guess I'll never right all my wrongs

Am I wrong?

Guess I'll never right all my wrongs

Yeah

I've made some bad decisions

I've left my morals in the bin

And if it's God willing

Then I'm willing to turn to sin

And I just get the feeling

That everything will be alright

Alright alright

Let's turn this shit into a night

My hood's up

My chain's tucked

You see the thing it's getting bait from the rap

The G in me been sleeping I'm just waking him up

If we cut ties then there's no making it up

(Now I'm up!)

Making it up

(Now I'm up!)

Making it up

(Now I'm up!)

Making it up

(Now I'm up!)

There's no making it up