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Make It Video (MV)




Performed By: Artmane
Length: 4:04
Written by: Arthur Bluitt




Artmane - Make It Lyrics




I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through

Gotta make it everyday paper i gotta get it
Only split it with my niggas that working to get it
No f*cking around with no bitches not part of the movement
No gold-digging hoes
Them bitches not stopping my movement
They not gone show us down, decatur to the stone mound
I hold it down for my niggas that gone come around
They not gone slow us down, decatur to the stone mound
I hold it down for my niggas that gone come around
I need more cars, maserati, i'm trying to smash fool
Paint that bitch blood red, alfredo guts too
I need more cars, maserati, i'm trying to smash fool
Paint that bitch blood red, alfredo guts too
2 more verses because the 1st one just wasn't enough
I need the check, cause these bars i stay f*cking them up
2 more verses because the 1st one just wasn't enough
I need the check, cause these bars i stay f*cking them up

I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through

Second verse i'm just thinking, i'm not even writing
F*ck you mean my shit is boring it's not that exciting
I bet your bitch love it, now that hoe steady biting
Riding round shotgun, and she say that she like it
My music speak words, verbs, i can't even say
I need 100 mil, no games i can't even play
My music speak words, verbs, i can't even say
I need 100 mil, no games i can't even play
Everyday probably got the feds watching boy
But i'm legit now nigga, what you watching for
But every day probably got the feds watching boy
But i'm legit now nigga, what you watching for
Gto, all these cars i be driving
But cashed pink slip, low mileage
Old schools and the foreign what i'm driving
Paid for it from a verse, how i'm driving

I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through

Last verse turn it up cause i know that you like it
Riding around my city baby it's so damn exciting
Atlanta home of the braves and them falcons nigga
But if you f*ck around my city you might find a killer
Where the gas strong like cali we might light a swisher
We party all damn night, plenty food and liquor
A lot of fake niggas here but gotta weed them out
A lot new drug dealers but can't even count
And they think they selling drugs got 20 nic bags
Can't even move a cutie or buy your bitch chanel bags
And they think they selling drugs got 20 nic bags
Can't even move a cutie or buy your bitch chanel bags
Get a new plan nigga what you talking bout
That real shit little nigga better shut your mouth
Get a new jugg nigga what you talking bout
That real shit little nigga better shut your mouth

I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through
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I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through

Gotta make it everyday paper i gotta get it
Only split it with my niggas that working to get it
No f*cking around with no bitches not part of the movement
No gold-digging hoes
Them bitches not stopping my movement
They not gone show us down, decatur to the stone mound
I hold it down for my niggas that gone come around
They not gone slow us down, decatur to the stone mound
I hold it down for my niggas that gone come around
I need more cars, maserati, i'm trying to smash fool
Paint that bitch blood red, alfredo guts too
I need more cars, maserati, i'm trying to smash fool
Paint that bitch blood red, alfredo guts too
2 more verses because the 1st one just wasn't enough
I need the check, cause these bars i stay f*cking them up
2 more verses because the 1st one just wasn't enough
I need the check, cause these bars i stay f*cking them up

I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through

Second verse i'm just thinking, i'm not even writing
F*ck you mean my shit is boring it's not that exciting
I bet your bitch love it, now that hoe steady biting
Riding round shotgun, and she say that she like it
My music speak words, verbs, i can't even say
I need 100 mil, no games i can't even play
My music speak words, verbs, i can't even say
I need 100 mil, no games i can't even play
Everyday probably got the feds watching boy
But i'm legit now nigga, what you watching for
But every day probably got the feds watching boy
But i'm legit now nigga, what you watching for
Gto, all these cars i be driving
But cashed pink slip, low mileage
Old schools and the foreign what i'm driving
Paid for it from a verse, how i'm driving

I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through

Last verse turn it up cause i know that you like it
Riding around my city baby it's so damn exciting
Atlanta home of the braves and them falcons nigga
But if you f*ck around my city you might find a killer
Where the gas strong like cali we might light a swisher
We party all damn night, plenty food and liquor
A lot of fake niggas here but gotta weed them out
A lot new drug dealers but can't even count
And they think they selling drugs got 20 nic bags
Can't even move a cutie or buy your bitch chanel bags
And they think they selling drugs got 20 nic bags
Can't even move a cutie or buy your bitch chanel bags
Get a new plan nigga what you talking bout
That real shit little nigga better shut your mouth
Get a new jugg nigga what you talking bout
That real shit little nigga better shut your mouth

I'm being real with myself i gotta f*cking make it
I have no other choice in life
The bad i'm trying to change it
Bad money, drugs, and bitches
Writing while i'm faded
God, family, money on my mind all the time
I won't more cars, clothes, put my kids through any school
Writing verses, after verses
Trying to get it through
A lot of work and bull shit this world done put me through
Been broke once
My dreams i'm definitely gonna follow through
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Writer: Arthur Bluitt
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