Make Me - Tayyib Ali

I used to dream of this life and all this fashion

Now I’m actually rapping

I don’t need the cameras, all I need is my passion

You just opened the book, this is the first chapter

I started all out with nothing it never mattered

I’m spitting like I’m 9 years in the game

Addicted to work and blinded with the fame

Believe that a division I’ll keep winning

With Keystone State of Mind since the

Worrying about everything except a fucking wedding ring

Got a heavy name, doing shows in every state

And I don’t owe you niggas nothing like I said

Still passion over bread, a lot of shit been on my head lately

And everything that y’all doing, is the shit that we started

But I’m sticking to the script regardless

Money stupid so my bitch retarded, bad

Young nigga getting all this cash

I like to get my fool on too

But when you at your last breathe, what are you gon' do

Cause I told you I was there but you never even cared

Sometimes I wonder why I’m even here

I know that I can stand up now

It’s time for me to man up now

And they try to break me

But I can only let it make me