This is a song about "We ll make it"

To tell us that we too can make it/

I put the nigga in his casket

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Bitch we trapping, trynna boich, bitch ill make it happen

It's insane how we can take some cash and make it something,

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

I wish i could live with no fear

Coz we can't make it clear

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Convertibles with turbo jets

We fight then we have make up sex

Mean facts that ll make you scream fast ease back

And daddy's in the cadillac

Well we all make mistakes

I know what it takes