Make the crowd go wild and make em panic
But it seems like a scene outta flick
Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
And that was when i was in the eighth grade
I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,
Make a decent quote before i make your reputation float
Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
Guess what they got a choice to make
You can't learn if mistakes ain't made
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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