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quincelu - gotta make it lyrics

[kenny powers intro]
from this moment forward, i’m gettin’ what’s mine: fame — money — respect —chicken chains
and if you doubt that, all of you can suck my nuts!

[hook: quince & godmode]
gotta make it…
d-mn i gotta make it, man
momma imma make it…
pops you gotta understand
if i gotta take it…
imma go and take it, than
bra i gotta make it…
i waiting on no man

[verse 1: quince]
dawg, i gotta make it, quince gon bringing home the bacon
ham, the bread and all the faces
my pockets gon be looking like subway man
before he started banking
before he started fitting in them small -ss pants
and thats just while i’m tasting
once i get a slice i want the whole d-mn, pan
n-gg-s ask for they piece
but they don’t wanna help you make the whole feast, ooh
they tryna be some slick grease
but i just grill em down like i got gold teeth, please
don’t take me for no bullshit
ill put it in you face and tell ya suck deez, shit
if you ain’t tryna make it
then get up out my lane, i gotta get these bands

[verse 2: godmode]
i need that check to say a milli off the jump
imma run a across the country, forest gump
imma bring back some rings that a king would put on
she gone sing that that it stings from the back it’s to long

i’m hungry for dollars, i need it right now, f-ck mañana, got dogs with no collars, put gold on they neck, and tellem tellem tellem that we can f-ck the next rihanna
i been going for a good minute now
i gotta dark soul my heart tinted now
smoking stupid loud, i can never turn it down
trap life already done that
you want beef boy
i dropped a1
already won that
you counted me out
but i made a return
now i’m so hot, when a song drop
i make ya head burn
too much fire in they head phones
we need head lines, i make heads turns
i get head aches, from these dead fakes
im f-ckin the game you can’t c-ck block
you all sound the same like a robot
you want something dope put me on top
i’m ahead of my time, you n-gg-s rewind and copy older flows that i been popped
i been rap
you been pop
we laced up
you flip flop
and that’s real talk…(aye, aye)

[verse 3: quince]
woop, got some cousins by the dozens, so no run ins, and no bustins
for my family i be busting
if i gota get to hunting, for the game, thats really nothing
i ain’t no fussing, i ain’t no cuzzing, ill just go demarcus cousins
on the paint, ball, imma break y’all, bank shot
while im wetting up the bad broads
have them looking at me like the n-gg- go hard
d-mn right they gon look at me like o- dog
who? who! for my crew, imma do, on the move, representing, bringing news
for the dudes, on the snooze, wake up cause y’all bout lose, i don’t bruise, i recoup, and i get up in a few, with the juice, lu
and thats me, always gon be real, ain’t tryna cheat
always known this shit don’t come for free
so imma put that work, and gon achieve
gota make it…

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