Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make Me Better, artist - Translee.
Date of issue: 08.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Make Me Better |
And if it means that I’ll have a lot to sacrifice |
Make me better |
It’s official |
This already a classic, you embarrassed already |
The flow is breakin' the levee, the motor is shakin' the Chevy |
Reality fuckin' you over, the opp ain’t takin a vacay |
You gotta be all about your business and stop doin' the hate-hate |
Checks is balancing, uh |
My label ain’t gambling, uh |
You gotta get off the block |
You making it hot, geez |
My mama went up to Heaven and saved me a slot, please |
Maybe it’s real, maybe it’s not |
But you gotta drop shit 'til you hot |
You gotta fail your way to the top |
It’s a lesson whenever you flop |
Oh, it’s a blessing whenever you lost |
You gotta spend money to floss |
So you gotta spend money to win |
Oh, I want some big money to land |
And I’ma go flip something again |
When I walk like, talk like some money |
If my spirit ain’t feelin' it, I ain’t goin' for it |
CC gettin' maxed out, and it’s showin' showin' |
Tellin' everybody they ain’t goin' where you’re goin' goin' |
My consciousness been tellin' on me |
You got none, I got hella on me |
I was low and they was bailing on me, selling on me |
Bitches went Mojave Desert on me |
Couldn’t see my vision, they went Helen on me |
Ain’t the only one in church that got a seven on me |
It’s some saints and it’s some sinners in the ceremony |
Paint was candy, nothing was sweet, it’s never Xanny |
It’s always tree, it’s never you, it’s always me, trust that |
I gotta walk like, talk like some money |
If my spirit ain’t feelin' it, I ain’t goin' for it |
CC gettin' maxed out, and it’s showin' showin' |
Tellin' everybody they ain’t goin' where you’re goin' goin' |
My ratchetness been tellin' on me |
You got some, I got hella on me |
Slick got overzealous, huh (Overzealous) |
The devil gettin' jealous, huh |
The baddest of the bad with me |
I got ambition, they can smell it, huh |
A couple misdemeanors, ain’t no felon on me |
Sliding in the DM of a goddess, she put heaven on me |
Paint was candy, nothing was sweet, it’s never Xanny |
It’s always tree, it’s never you, it’s always me, trust that |
I gotta walk like, talk like some money |
If my spirit ain’t feelin' it, I ain’t goin' for it |
CC gettin' maxed out, and it’s showin' showin' |
Tellin' everybody they ain’t goin' where you’re goin' goin' |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Make me better |
Ooh, won’t you make me |
Won’t you make me |
Please make me better, yeah |
Ooh, ooh |
Better, oh, better, oh |
Do whatever you say, you take |