This is a song about "Making it u"

I'll never call you bitch again

Throwing money up and making it rain/

I put the nigga in his casket

Oh u got skill? well u must have misplaced it

It's making it hard for me to catch my breath

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

He was making it his life and i wasn't.

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Hopin u can make it out, trying everyday

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Its hard to make it big then what niggas is making it

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

I'm making albums, wonder what i'm dropping it for,