Make It Known

If we gon' talk about it, make it known I wear these battle wounds with the chrome Tryna do right, but they feel like I'm wrong Chasing riches hoping that I make it home If we gon' talk about it, make it known A real PT, product of the trench I can't trust her, she probably getting flipped Me and broke shit, it just don't mix Big bro ain't coming home, really got a nigga sick I know I got a Grammy on the block Got it off the dribble ain't nobody give me props I was thirteen wishing for a Glock And i'ma be the same nigga till I drop I'm thankful for the pain, cause it made me, It hurt, but I'm still maintaining They want me to fold, but I'm hanging, I'ma spread brodie's name when I'm famous I been outside, knowing it get dangerous Snake skin got me feeling like a ranger F*ck love, I'm just tryna get some paper Promise that I'm done doing favors Bitches actin' different cause I'm rapping Woo this lifestyle, it get tragic Tryna shake, pushing work through a basket I was far back, now I'm overlapping Niggas know I'm really living proof, Overthinking, head racing through the roof I know it hurt, but baby, it's just the truth Losses to lessons, so I can't ever lose Family ain't been feeling like family no more Promise I'll never switch, that's a no-go Got a nigga singing woah-woah Really feel that my soul gone If we gon' talk about it, make it known, I really feel that my soul gone If we gon' talk about it, make it known, I really feel that my soul gone