
Make it Happen 1WayFrank (Ft. Kodak Black)
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[Chorus: 1WayFrank]
I Been trappin' And I been snappin'
Pockets touchin' so I had to make it happen
(pockets touchin' so I had to make it happen)
My Momma rent due, my sister need shoes
And need decent clothes to go to school
So if I go to jail, just know
I do it for you.(if I go to jail just know I do it for you)
[Verse 1: 1wayfrank]
I been standin' on the block with my Soulja Reeboks
Crack rocks, high grade what you need I got
Serving to these fiends
Know its wrong but I'm grown
I had to leave them childish games alone
Boy its a struggle, that's why I hustle
Young nigga gotta chase them duffles
I'm gettin' cheese, my nigga ruffles
Boy get yo' racks up, can't be a poor hustler, rip lil creezy my fam boy I Love Ya
You watch over my shoulder when I'm standin on the corner
When the block hot, gettin' hotter then a sauna
Get rich scheme from May to the summer
Kidd Frank, 1waycamp, boy we comin' for ya'
I'm the keeper , off my brothers
I'm Sorry momma, that ya' son a young hustler
I can't be no Busta'
I Been trappin' And I been snappin'
Pockets touchin' so I had to make it happen
(pockets touchin' so I had to make it happen)
My Momma rent due, my sister need shoes
And need decent clothes to go to school
So if I go to jail, just know
I do it for you.(if I go to jail just know I do it for you)
[Verse 1: 1wayfrank]
I been standin' on the block with my Soulja Reeboks
Crack rocks, high grade what you need I got
Serving to these fiends
Know its wrong but I'm grown
I had to leave them childish games alone
Boy its a struggle, that's why I hustle
Young nigga gotta chase them duffles
I'm gettin' cheese, my nigga ruffles
Boy get yo' racks up, can't be a poor hustler, rip lil creezy my fam boy I Love Ya
You watch over my shoulder when I'm standin on the corner
When the block hot, gettin' hotter then a sauna
Get rich scheme from May to the summer
Kidd Frank, 1waycamp, boy we comin' for ya'
I'm the keeper , off my brothers
I'm Sorry momma, that ya' son a young hustler
I can't be no Busta'
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