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sowa - make it lyrics

[chorus: lydia martinez]
am i gonna make it or not
am i gonna mess up my shot
when the game is over
and the battles won
will i end up on top
am i gonna make it or not
no this ain’t my last shot
if i’m gone today
will they remember the name of the man who came or not

[verse 1: sowa]
i used to do this for the fun of it
now i do it for the benefits of the relevance
for the prominence
and for the influence
i want the stardom and all of its elements
don’t wanna loose my soul as i chase accomplishment
but i want the fame i want the compliments
i want the love i want acknowledgement
i want to eat good with all of the condiments
i might say want the world but i’ll take a continent
don’t wanna just play the game i wanna circ-mvent
i wanna reach the top be known as heaven sent
i wanna get the head
mehn i want some presidents
see i play to win i don’t play the bench
play to score i don’t play with men
fake niggas don’t play my friend
i got trust issues that i need to mend
dividends that i need to spend
independent trynna be a man
you know success is the only plan
i gotta make it

[verse 2: sowa]
i wanna be a star
maybe a comet
and i need a star
that’s a heavenly body
who can get up in my thoughts and then shut down the party
who can be my problem only i can solve it
made a lot of mistakes in the beginning
i gained attention with the way that i was spitting
thought my flow was extraordinary so
the rest was unnecessary so
thought i would mess around and still be legendary
nah
did i forget to mention
how i lost the attention
no matter what i tried couldn’t get em to listen
cuz
the music came too quick
i had train my d-ck
i had to take my time
i had to face my shit
back then i was a kid
i didn’t have plan
then i was sent a broad
but i’m coming home a man
whose following the plan
to money and power
better watch my clock cuz my time isn’t ours (is in hours)
because life is a test
i’m just facing my paper
i need to make some bread
it’s time to be a baker
i need love i think i need the savior
my mama on her knees she knows i need the prayer

god bless her effort
i used to be a rapper
but i’m not a rapper my name is sowa
rapping is what i do
the music is who i be
the lyrics are what i see
in the end who is really me
no self intelligence
why am i cognizant
why are you listening are you my audience
do you get where i’m speaking from
do you know where i’m going to
are you really sure
in the end whose really you

[break: sowa]
as i walk through the valley of death and i’m lay these niggas to rest
i must confess that i’m just a fallen man
in the need of some help
in need of his place
in need of his grace
i gotta make it
don’t wanna be a disgrace
i wanna make me some bread
and toast it with wine
i want to make it ahead
get up in your mind
that was straight from the head
the thoughts locked up in my mind
my mental asylum i got the craziest lines

- sowa lyrics

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