"Make It Back" lyrics

I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, and then I pour a cup of Act
I gotta check the strap 'cause bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang

Trap house shooting craps and shit
Why Varney got the Mac and shit
Love her she'll whack a bitch
While Tracy and them be wrapping bricks
The bitch I used to call my sis I filled the little hoe up with dick
Now she call niggas her brothers but I know I'm used to it
Gucci slides fuck her in the window while I'm serving pies
Try to slide got this chopper on me and I leave him fried
Homicide took his face apart he unidentified
50k up in my lawyer just in case they're looking for me
I can't stand the smell of that work
That's why my brothers cook it for me
30k a show don't call my phone just book it for me
Money in my hand that fast money fast money
I ain't talking Wayne I need that Cash Money

I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang

All these niggas tweaking if you cross me you stuck
I be in the city fuck nigga we ain't ducking shit
All the real niggas. Street niggas. They're gon' fuck with this
All the real killers trap niggas. They're gon' fuck with this
Head shot run up on Durk pussy better not dead rock
What you're gon' do from that red dot
Run nigga better have your gun that's on my son nigga
We don't even tote 30s pussy we like drums nigga
Every nigga 'round me. They're going to blow for me
Tweak with me foe nem get in them groceries
I got the city how it supposed to be

I wake up in the morning take a piss and grab the strap
Then I wipe my eyes, then I pour a cup of act
I gotta check stash because bitches don't know how to act
I fucked it off the night before I gotta make it back gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
I gotta make it back gang, gang
Gang, gang