Make Me

They can never make me Be acting like it's all love Hind closed doors, niggas really hate me It ain't never been a fake me New noose, police issued But bet I hang something for they hang me Now it stay me Keep the seed with me like Grape Street Mom Steph gotta gatekeep, yeah I was getting to a coin, bitches was annoying Never had no love for me I ain't even say a name, but I bet guilt make bitches come for me All this shit they done done for me Hoes done to me Real life dumb to me And yet still, still f*ck with me I done did middle class, I done did bummy I done did luxury Still people now telling me that they love me But it ain't love to me I don't gotta sing a melody I don't gotta have a felony I just gotta put the effort in Cause I done been in it most definitely And everybody acting godlike til God Show itself through my recipe You couldn't measure, pour it for the hell of me And I'm just cooking with whatever left in me you understand me They can never make me Be acting like it's all love Hind closed doors, niggas really hate me It ain't never been a fake me New noose, police issued But bet I hang something for they hang me Now it stay me Keep seed with me like Grape Street Mom Steph Gotta Gatekeep