Make Way Lyrics

Hey, see me point that gun at y'all, me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way

Uh oh, no, him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold, me so poor

Me come them say
Hey, see me point that gun at y'all, me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way

Uh oh, no, him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold, me so poor

Coca, bitch
Here is somethin' you can't understand
How I can just kill a man
Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster
I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics

Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that
I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag
Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate
Hundred phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're nigga rich

I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me
Look at all the shit I be talkin' and no one touched me
Pray and pray for my downfall
BIG said it, so I made it rain till it poured

Speak from the heart, this emotional rap
Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that crack
A G what the streets done made me
And the only language I speak is 'Fuck you, pay me, bitch'

And when they come and say
Hey, see me point that gun at y'all, me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way

Uh oh, no, him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold, me so poor

Say pardon, bad man no take pardon
Peer gunshot army them make backup
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Man a real Islam, man a get down done

A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car
Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war
Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster
You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya

Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya
Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya
Me think I'm gon' need the almighty one to heal ya
And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa

And when they come and say
Hey, see me point that gun at y'all, me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way

Uh oh, no, him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold, me so poor

'Gangsta, Gangsta' that's what we yellin'
Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell them
We in the hood, gettin' money, we swellin'
Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price

Bigger your stripes, you know what we doin' tonight
We gettin' it right, we plan, then hit, then flight
We know the rules nigga, live by none
Get it by none, bitch, I'll kill for my son

Yeah, gangsters don't live that long
That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home
And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearnin'
To walk up in a church and believe the sermon

But instead I spark up and relieve the burnin'
Hopin' that he understands my reasons for it
No, I ain't evil, I'm equal
And nigga I ain't sweet, motherfucker I'm diesel

And when they come and say
Hey, see me point that gun at y'all, me no play
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way, me make way

Uh oh, no, him fro so dark and him hat so low
Me never ever ask to become solo
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold, me so poor