Make A Way

Ghetto Boyz shit, money ain't nothin', uh

Free my **** Woody

If I ain't been to the hood, that mean I'm gettin' money

We was nine years old, bro killed the bunny

He seen the blood comin' out and got adrenaline rushin'

Then he killed his cousin

Man in the middle, not the manager, Will my cousin

We don't need no manager, this a real discussion

It was 2:30 PM, he got killed in public

They caught him at the grocery store, he got killed in Publix

Six hundred G's, I just built the Brabus

Nine hundred horsepower, ****, it's a rocket

So much dog shit, I can't fit it in my pocket

Gotta put the child lock on Baby Ghost, so he can't get out and pop it

I told him, "Come home, he gon' get out and pop it"

'Cause when he come home, it's a million dollars

And that's ninety days

And that shit go by quick, a couple days away

Woody took the SK from Chavez, tried to shade a K

Now that I think about it, that's a Drake today

****, I ain't doin' shit for free, I make Drake pay

I ain't told on nobody, I ain't gay, so what they can't say?

I got pure cocaine, smell like spray paint

This the real K2, the shit you can't spray

I damn near made a hunnid K a day, and it's been 8K

Somebody send me two hunnid real quick, I'm tryna make a way

Let the police jump out they car, then shake away

****, I ate McDonald's, what you ate today?

You ate steak today

And you ain't tell her you ain't got pape, so you can't pay

Bitch, I'm the king of shit talkin', ain't shit I can't say

Walked out of Hutch with a chain, and I ain't pay

He put a cold play down, shout out Bare Face

This bitch sent a picture of an ultrasound, I sent the staircase

They say this **** Rollie real, but his ears fake

Bro, I still got the wheel, I just can't steer straight

Mike say, "He ain't ate shit all day, how many pills you ate?"

It could be two-fours, a different drink, but it's still an eight

And I'ma mix it up, I like to get high

Twenty-five racks on me, I'm just gettin' by

In a Trackhawk with my other codey, we might spin by

Left the bitch at the Hilton and never said bye

Crazy part is, I never say hi

She cut into me, the bitches y'all pay for pussy, they fuck for free

And the bitch even said, "I know I'm ugly"

That don't mean nothin' to me

Spent a thousand dollars cash gettin' somethin' to eat

Okay, I got five million cash, I can go to sleep

Hoodie on with a fuckin' ski mask, they ain't even know it's me

But I got on glasses, though, they thought it was VonOff1700

Mike had a one, I had a pint, we drunk at seventeen

Wockhardt hit my city, 2017

Ten **** outside with eleven things

Police ass ****, call twelve, my bro's thirteen