Til I Make it (Intro)

Ima grind til I make it I just gotta get some cant hang around no fake niggas I’m wit my real ones Always clean my plate & ion never fill up Niggas talking bout they great and ion never feel em I just upped the rate the way I’m finna kill em There go Manté i swear that young nigga he the realest That’s what they gone say when I walk in the building From yard to the yo Been putting on for the fo Still ain’t green I’m on go Can’t go to sleep when you don’t I go to sleep when I can So no I dont need no xans I just caught a flight I gotta eat when I land I hit the road like jack I’m on my Old town My hair done growed right back My shit getting long now That nigga grown now They want me slowed down I’m living on my own They told me slow my roll Told her don’t call my phone Unless she won’t rounds My favorite flower Rose Royce You gotta go down Mjb Run it up I need my 10K feat Like i copped 1080 p’s I’m living in HD Get detrimental when I’m flexing the mental Ion pop no X that Malcolm left in the middle I took a break I had to rest on the pencil Look in my face this shit get deeper than dimples So Don’t get Caught up in that place cause niggas popping like pimples my nigga just wanted some beans I aint talking bout lentils I get to thinking about JC & I get so sentimental Ima grind til I make it I just gotta get some cant hang around no fake niggas I’m wit my real ones Always clean my plate & ion never fill up Niggas talking bout they great and ion never feel em (x2?) I just upped the rate the way I’m finna kill em