Make Believe

I Told em all what this is

This ain’t make believe

Im about my biz

In the villa smoking trees

Tell me what you need, it’s the ps then I got it

Gotta keep It pushing, baby im about my guala

Told her ima holla, and it’s on to the next

Baby mama put her on ,Ion really gotta flex

I ain’t in it for the long, I’m just in it for sex

And I dedicate this song for my niggas in ject, and my niggas who ain’t here

I make it loud and clear

My money getting tall

I’m a standout from my peers

She going through with drawls

Got her bestie feeling queer

Met the bitches on vacation

Took her home like souvenir

This a different year, manifested what I wanted

Man it took some hard work, gotta get it if you want it

Gotta show em what worth, when you make it to en you flaunt it

Counting up these dead faces, now my pockets looking haunted

Got em scared bitch

I’m on a tear

I’m on a mission demolition all the stairs bitch

I stay a step head, the competition dead

Nahhhh I ain’t into making friends, I’m about this bread bitch