Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song See Me Make It, artist - King Von. Album song Levon James, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, King Von, Only the Family Entertainment
Song language: English
See Me Make It |
They think jail finna break me |
Keep hittin' new cases (Damn) |
My lawyer said, «Tape» |
Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?) |
Can’t look 'em in they face (What?) |
'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case |
Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds |
If the Feds woulda ran in the place |
Now I’m lookin' like, «Damn» (Damn) |
In the cell once again, finna have to post bail once again |
F a lil' nigga tell one time he’ll tell once again |
Now I’m sittin' right, mail once again |
On the block with the steel once again |
I gotta get money, if you got it, kidnap your lil' bro like he Sunny |
Buried my part' in that shit, had me sick to my stomach |
Just the thought of that shit had me sick to my stomach |
The opps send a diss like it’s funny (What?) |
I pull up broad day with Glock like it’s nothin' |
I see 'em, I chase 'em, I catch 'em, he runnin' |
Them bullets, they hurt, he got hit and he funny |
That’s everyday shit when you come from the jungle |
I gotta get high, this shit takin' me under |
KD and Westbrook how I play with the Thunder |
Caught too many bodies, I’m tryna' be humble |
They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah) |
They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah) |
They think jail finna break me |
Keep hittin' new cases (Damn) |
My lawyer said, «Tape» |
Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?) |
Can’t look 'em in they face (What?) |
'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case |
Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds |
If the Feds woulda ran in the place |
Everybody like, «Von did this» |
Or, «Von did that, playa, Von get whacked» |
It’s a whole lotta shots in the whip |
So everybody gettin' whacked, what the fuck you expect? |
Niggas keep sendin' threats online |
And my man is the picture, the face, won’t forget |
I just iced out my mouth, VVS |
I can go drop a bag and go get some baguettes |
If you reach for my chain, it’s a box |
On the block where it’s hot with the Glocks lil' bro |
In the drop with the drop on the opps, tryna run us to the shots |
Gettin' popped in the spot |
Mislined on the drive with my .40 |
Late night in the stu', I’m recordin' |
Gotta think twice 'cause I got a couple shorties |
It was either me or him, nigga, who more important? |
They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah) |
They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah) |
They think jail finna break me |
Keep hittin' new cases (Damn) |
My lawyer said, «Tape» |
Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?) |
Can’t look 'em in they face (What?) |
'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case |
Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds |
If the Feds woulda ran in the place |