Make A Way

Headyoungin... la ultra productions

Gotta make it right n I gotta make a way

Gotta make a way for my dogs locked in the cage

Gotta make it right and I gotta make a way

And I gotta tuck this pipe while I'm getting to this cake

Cuz people be so fake

And all they do is hate

Get yo money on the city they gon want a plate

Now they got they hands out I just look the other way

Cuz where was you at when I was looking like stray

With them holes in my js

Paper bag up on my waiste

and that dirt up on my face

But that was in pre k

That's where I met gabe

Now we got older had to find some other ways

Now we linked up with my brothers from the A

Can't forget my brother Edgar he might shoot you in the face

He my brother to the grave now we had to turn the other page

Stackin up dirty money hopin we don't catch a case

Now we had to turn it up couple thousand dollar js

Now we had to turn it up couple thousand on my waist

Ain't no more paper bag unless it got the yay

Ain't gon talk up on them days we had to let it spray

But I'm gon talk up on them days my dawgs was in the cage

They was fighting for they life they couldn't see the night or day

All they did was prey

Hope I hit the stage

So when I'm getting paid them

lawyers gon help em beat the case

Stack up all these funds and get a mansion next to ye

Move the gang up in that bitch and smoke up everyday

Move my momma out the slums and put some money in her bank

Gotta make it right and I gotta make a way

And I gotta tuck this pipe while I'm getting to this cake

Cuz people be so fake and all they do is hate

Gotta make it right and I gotta make a way

And I gotta tuck this pipe while I'm getting to this cake

Gotta make it right and I gotta make a way

Gotta make a way for my dawgs locked in the cage