Make A Way (feat. 8P3X)

I don't play games And I don't say names Shit could get strange But that is okay I get through the day I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way Left all my bitches And got me some hoes I'm on a roll Stay on my toes And I pray for my foes I mean prey on my foes Six foot four I ain't comin' up short Unless we talkin' bout clothes Sleepin' on me And I'm tea baggin' hoes So you better not doze Do not be meek But you must be a freak So what you like women That shit ain't unique Imma just stay home And fuck up a beat You could come through If I'm rappin' don't speak After I'm finished Get somethin' to eat She suckin' my dick While I'm suckin' my teeth Slappin' my cock On her tongue and her cheek Damn right bitch I don't have to clock in I'm mindin' my business I'm checkin' I'm watchin' While they tickin' and tockin' I'm satisfied in my silence Shut the fuck up Bitch you wildin' They run they mouth so much Check out the mileage They broke the odometer I bring the heat I could bust a thermometer Applyin' pressure just check the barometer I see how you rockin' But you out of tune Once was the plug But you busted a fuse Young MC and I'm bustin' a move Young M.A. and I'm makin' em ooo Get on the level I'm taking it to Here go some shroomies They'll break you in two Let's become animals Make this a zoo Fuck up a Carol A joey or two I don't play games And I don't say names Shit could get strange But that is okay I get through the day I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I tell her pride like nut Just swallow it down I come up Once I get down I flagrant foul And get out of bounds The referees won't make a sound It's my game And I set the rules Expect to lose And that's what you'll do Expect the flu Whenever I come through If you don't feel me I go numb too I do not have time for the bullshit And static it's mentally taxin' Yo train of thought Is just backin' up traffic You will not stay here With all of yo baggage This is not tennis So fuck all yo racket I got more tracks Than an alley of addicts I do not go for the fattest of asses Hoe do a trick Can you show me some magic She wanna carry this dick Like a caddy God is her father And I'm just her daddy She use a soap That make her smell like candy They call her baddy I call her rarely She say at some point She wanna get married I tell her she could be one wife of many I don't believe in a life full of limits Believe you me I am not feelin' timid I'm in position Fuck my begin It's a flip at the endin' You only dread it If you got it twisted Every down in this bitch I am blitzin' I rarely tweet Or keep birds in my mentions I hit the gas And then rev up my engine She on the D And she jumpin' like pistons We shoot a vid And we make it a business I don't play games And I don't say names Shit could get strange But that is okay I get through the day I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way I'm gon' make a way