Make It - Josh A

Make It - Josh A

Альбом
Self Entitled
Год
2015
Язык
`English`
Длительность
187600

Below is the lyrics of the song Make It , artist - Josh A with translation

Lyrics " Make It "

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Make It

Josh A

Yeah, clic clac my gun goes

I hit you with that snubnose

To every other rapper tryna to make it in this jungle

Gangster rap is dead as small rap is now the sellin' point

While all these gangster rappers movin' into fuckin' jailing joints

(Singing)

Rappers nowadays can take girl out, even meet her damn parents and they’d be

proud

Yeah, my friends smoke and got me feelin' like a PO

Cause I don’t even smoke I got that shit control like CO’s

While I’m at it might as well say that I’m a VO

Never fell in love I detract girls like BO, no

Yo, did this dude just say hes a virgin on the track?

Fuckin' sucks

Yeah, I’m so seventh letter of the alphabet regardless

On a mental higher, fuck that energy I harness

I even wrote this song just to kill your favorite artist

You could look at any top 5 and I’m the smartest

I’ma fuckin' kill it, I swear I’ll fuckin' kill it

And in spite I’m about to fuckin' Meek Mill it

Yeah, I heard that fuckin' diss it was weak and it flop

I’ll kill your career publicly like the Ferguson cop, bitch

How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?

How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?

All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade

All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed

How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?

How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?

All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade

All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, look at this rapper with the sideways hat

Rappin' about money and bitches and all the shit he never had

Screamin' on the mic like a motherfuckin' idiot

Engineer the fuckin' shittiest

Yeah, people eat it up cause that’s the shit they wanna see

Meanwhile I’m catchin' Z’s

You faker than a vanilli show chillin' on

Really he’s insecure, scared of how we reserve

I judgement and get the worst but really he hates the earth

So he puts on a facade, he really wants to please us

Dumb it down until he’s worshiped just like Jesus

Make a catchy Vine hit, we all co-signed it

And I realizin' stupiditys prevalent In this rhymesmith

These days rappers fuckin' fake

They’re makin' quick bucks so I’m throwin' quick shade

I don’t really give a fuck about your bitch or Escalade

All that swag rap shit is really fuckin' overplayed bitch

How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?

How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?

All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade

All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed

How the fuck you make it when I grind everyday?

How the fuck you famous when I write everyday?

All these sellouts makin' money so I’m throwin all that shade

All I do is write rhymes, I ain’t gettin' fuckin' payed

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

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