YA
Lyrics
Striving from the bottom
From the underground
Trina make it out
Been facing lotta shit
But that's the test the lord been talking bout
So I'm always ready cos the devil been working really hard
But I'm always about my money Got to stack for the rainy days
Cos the snakes watching out
Trina see me fall
But ain't never gonna fall
And that's On God
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do you wanna move with the Gangs and the clicks
Do you wanna move with the Kings and the queens
Do you wanna move with the Mice and the leech
Do you wanna make it
Do wanna fake it
Do you wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks
Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I gotta make it
Ya
Damn I got to make it
Ya
Everyday I grind
Every day I hustle
Everyday I try with new a plan
Gotta be the man
That's God's plan
How you feel inside
Damn I had cry
When Bobby died
Soul in the sky
Only I time sleep when I'm on the I high
Thinking bout life
KK had to sly
Damn Niggas lie
It hurts on my mind
Love deceitful
Checks my doctors
I'm sick when I feel poor
Hustle by default
High or the low times
I don't take days,the checks don't
Yea am an investor hey
Hoes love the dough
They don't wanna go
When you go broke
Bye there they go
When you chase checks women chase you
When you gon learn
Boy you never learn
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do you wanna move with the Gang and the clicks
Do you wanna move with the Kings and the queens
Do you wanna move with the Mice and the leech
Do you wanna make it
Do wanna fake it
Do you wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks
Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch?
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with the kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I gotta make it
Ya
Damn I got to make it
Ya
Hey I'm back on the road eh, chasing cheques in a roll eh
Ten years in I'm a goat eh, you know me I'm a dope heir
Still way ahead of my time, go hard Octimus prime ya
Dark skin yet imma shine yea
Put these niggas inline yeah
They asking me if I need me a win, too Many loses I need me some bandz
Tattoo the word win in my chest
A reminder I need to win every test
Nigga I'm blessed
Bring in the stress
Love that niggas ride with me in the West
Gord in the South
Love to the North, lord of the East imma get on the charts
Boy
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do you wanna move with the gang and the clicks
Do you wanna move with the kings and the queens
Do you wanna move with the Mice and the leech
Do you wanna make it
Do wanna fake it
Do you wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks
Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch?
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with the kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I gotta make it
Ya
Damn I got to make it
Striving from the bottom
From the underground
Trina make it out
Been facing lotta shit
But that's the test the lord been talking bout
So I'm always ready cos the devil been working really hard
But I'm always about my money Got to stack for the rainy days
Cos the snakes watching out
Trina see me fall
But ain't never gonna fall
And that's On God
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do you wanna move with the Gangs and the clicks
Do you wanna move with the Kings and the queens
Do you wanna move with the Mice and the leech
Do you wanna make it
Do wanna fake it
Do you wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks
Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I gotta make it
Ya
Damn I got to make it
Ya
Everyday I grind
Every day I hustle
Everyday I try with new a plan
Gotta be the man
That's God's plan
How you feel inside
Damn I had cry
When Bobby died
Soul in the sky
Only I time sleep when I'm on the I high
Thinking bout life
KK had to sly
Damn Niggas lie
It hurts on my mind
Love deceitful
Checks my doctors
I'm sick when I feel poor
Hustle by default
High or the low times
I don't take days,the checks don't
Yea am an investor hey
Hoes love the dough
They don't wanna go
When you go broke
Bye there they go
When you chase checks women chase you
When you gon learn
Boy you never learn
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do you wanna move with the Gang and the clicks
Do you wanna move with the Kings and the queens
Do you wanna move with the Mice and the leech
Do you wanna make it
Do wanna fake it
Do you wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks
Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch?
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with the kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I gotta make it
Ya
Damn I got to make it
Ya
Hey I'm back on the road eh, chasing cheques in a roll eh
Ten years in I'm a goat eh, you know me I'm a dope heir
Still way ahead of my time, go hard Octimus prime ya
Dark skin yet imma shine yea
Put these niggas inline yeah
They asking me if I need me a win, too Many loses I need me some bandz
Tattoo the word win in my chest
A reminder I need to win every test
Nigga I'm blessed
Bring in the stress
Love that niggas ride with me in the West
Gord in the South
Love to the North, lord of the East imma get on the charts
Boy
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do you wanna move with the gang and the clicks
Do you wanna move with the kings and the queens
Do you wanna move with the Mice and the leech
Do you wanna make it
Do wanna fake it
Do you wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do wanna move with the bands and the checks
Do you wanna move with the broke and a snitch?
Do you wanna make it
Do you wanna fake it
Do wanna hustle
Do you wanna cling
Do you wanna move with the kings and the queens
Bet on my life that I'm gonna die rich
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Do you wanna make it
Ya
Yea I gotta make it
Ya
Damn I got to make it
Writer(s): clinton Femone
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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