How’d I Make It lyrics

[Intro]
Vicasso on another one
Tahj Money

[Verse 1]
Pure codeine, in a double cup
My whole team really leveled up
Stackin' up these racks, money double up
Trash bags full of gas, got it out the mud
Pure codeine, b*tch, that's a cherry
Come and talk to me, take a seat on the chair
Big difference is, they can’t even compare
I’m the man of my town, I should run for the mayor

[Chorus]
Hey, hey
Two foreign vibes tryna f*ck on me inside the studio
At the same damn time, I’m on two flights, I’m flyin' cross the globe
I'd be lyin' if I say you ain’t cross my mind before
Blame it on the Xanax for them times that I forgot I was broke
Hey, hey, hey, I stood on the block with a Glock with the muh'f*ckin' savage
I served all these rocks just to stack up the guap, I ain’t have sh*t
You can see 'em from far you can ask 'em all about 'em Mavericks
I might pull up, drop top, double lot, that's a Ghost, wit' a bad b*tch

[Verse 2]
I came in the game with the gang on my shoulders, how the f*ck I make it this far?
Wanna post on the block that I claim, where the soldier n*ggas gotta go and kill an opp (Eh)
I pour a line of that lean in a soda kit, kept cooling on ours (Eh)
Trash bags icky vicky the odor, I’m smoking Biscotti that came out the jar
[Bridge 1]
Your main man tried to cross me
Caught him red-handed, hand in the cookie jar
I took a loss of the laws, I guess, that what made me a boss
I told Lil' Timmy make them n*ggas pay 'em or they can't even hustle on his block (Skrrt)
Trash livin', that wasn't how they were feelin'
Drop dead and try to duck all them opps

[Verse 3]
Hey, I kept it real with them n*ggas
I stood in the field with them n*ggas, they changed on me
Collect call that what evicted the muh'f*ckin' hitta', the victim won’t sing on me
If you gon' get me bust I’m gon' bang on you
f*ck a b*tch, got no trust, f*ck my main homie
Off the hip got a Glock wit' your name on it
On his street let off shots leave a stain on it
Get my youngin to water you off of the molly, leave some blood on the cement like paint on me
b*tch, I skrrt in the Rari with Foolie and Mari, you know that I rock with that thing on me
Leaky walk in the party while geeked up off molly if that lil' n*gga play, he stanked on me
My lil dawg in the system for robbing these n*ggas the word on the street he got change on it
That’s a no-no I’m not saving no thot
Tony Romo, 17 in this Glock
Took a foreign stolo, like it came off the lot
Drop a three and that two make it jump in the pot
Double back with the soda the yola gon' lock
Water come out the kitchen gone make rerock
They need to clean in aisle I left, need a n*gga to walk behind me with a mop
Tell 'em what you said
[Bridge 2]
Is it my necklace or my heart, what's feeling colder?
I tried to tell her play her cards, she hate I blowed up
Too many people don’t make it where I growed up
Came in the game, I had my world on my shoulders

[Chorus]
Hey, hey
Two foreign vibes tryna f*ck on me inside the studio
At the same damn time, I’m on two flights, I’m flyin' cross the globe
I'd be lyin' if I say you ain’t cross my mind before
Blame it on the Xanax for them times that I forgot I was broke
Hey, hey, hey, I stood on the block with a Glock with the muh'f*ckin' savage
I served all these rocks just to stack up the guap, I ain’t have sh*t
You can see 'em from far you can ask 'em all about 'em Mavericks
I might pull up, drop top, double lot, that's a Ghost, wit' a bad b*tch