Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make It, artist - NEFFEX. Album song Fight Back: The Collection, in the genre Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Burning Boat
Song language: English
Make It |
| Deep down, I know I’m a fighter |
| Deep down, I know my desires |
| Everybody thinks that I’m just a liar |
| They don’t know what I got inside, yeah |
| I’m the one to fight fire with fire |
| I’m the type who never lets me get tired |
| Mess with me, and they never will find ya, yeah |
| People tell me I won’t get it |
| They don’t know me 'cause I’m cold winning |
| Always in the ninth, I close innings |
| Always in my mind, don’t know quittin' |
| I’ma be the one that blows up in it |
| You can be the one that shows up missing |
| I’ma be the one that knows my mission |
| You gon' be the one with no ambition |
| I’ma make you take it, take it, take it all back |
| You ain’t never gonna get me, man, I’m too fast |
| Call me the juice, that forty yards dash |
| Always look forward, no, never look back |
| I just spit the truth, better listen to my facts |
| Get me up in the booth and I put 'em all on blast |
| When I spit the truth, they all listen to the wrath |
| Got nothing to lose, so I put the pen to pad |
| That’s what I do, hard work always lasts |
| And the pain’s not an act, no, it hurts real bad |
| But you have to attack what you want to attract |
| Or you gonna look back and regret what you lack, uh |
| Everybody knows that’s a fact, yeah |
| I just want my words to impact, yeah |
| I just want my words to all last, yeah |
| I’m not sorry if I put you on blast, uh |
| They know just what they see on the outside |
| They don’t know just what I’m like on the inside |
| If you knew what I could do, you’d watch your backside |
| If you knew what I could do, you’d stay in at night |
| I’m the type of dude you don’t wanna fuck with |
| I’m the type of dude, enough is enough, bitch |
| I’m the type of dude who never gets complacent |
| I’m the type of dude who knows he’s gonna make it, I’ll make it |
| Yeah, let’s go |
| Can’t escape from my thoughts, like a black hole |
| Can’t escape from these thots and these assholes |
| Too many people feeling entitled |
| Too many people stayin' idle |
| Man, I work every day for the title |
| And I’ma get it, that thought is final |
| The way I think, you could say it’s primal |
| Kill or be killed, I’m your rival |
| And I don’t lose, no |
| I’ma be the one they choose though |
| You gon' be the one they lose, ho |
| Way too busy hitting snooze, bro |
| I’ma be the one to rise up in it |
| Never gonna fall, I fight till I get it |
| Always stand tall, got pride, I’m grinning |
| I don’t really think I’ll ever find my limit |
| And I know that they all wanna hate me |
| But they see me on a cloud, so they wait, see |
| If I make it then they just might say, b |
| «You been doin' so good, brother,» 'kay, leave |
| I don’t wanna hear your words, all the fake shit |
| Nah, I want my day-oners who been patient |
| All the same people, never be complacent |
| We been working hard, man, we’re on the same shit |
| I’m not just a sinner, I eat you for dinner |
| I’m not a beginner, I’ll paint you a picture |
| I got a guitar at eight, played that shit every day |
| No, I was not that great, figured out how to play |
| Learned how to change the beat, learned how to rap and sing |
| Passion is everything, loved it throughout my teens |
| Ten thousand hours so I could be fucking king |
| Hand me the crown and just get out my fucking ring |
| They know just what they see on the outside |
| They don’t know just what I’m like on the inside |
| If you knew what I could do, you’d watch your backside |
| If you knew what I could do, you’d stay in at night |
| I’m the type of dude you don’t wanna fuck with |
| I’m the type of dude, enough is enough, bitch |
| I’m the type of dude who never gets complacent |
| I’m the type of dude who knows he’s gonna make it, I’ll make it |