Letra de Make Room

Get My Guape Right
No limit, Street chemist
Big business, Lord be my witness
Lit to the fullest, No guest list
Entrance, Give a motherfucker room
Yeah the Team of the kitchen Cooking up editions
Till it pops like a piston
The Cross like Isaiah with the pistons
Steam got me tripping, swerve got me slippin’
Her body all friction, yeah I only give a reason
Top shelf, Big budget, Cool breeze
Game fitted yeah I'm twisted
See i'm Back on my bullshit - No love
Ugh
See i'm Burnt by the stash
4AM and my city on blast
Kingpins for the cash
You see it's no chill sun never ease
Star calm on fresh leaves- get my guape right
Cheddar cheese, the fat man scoop freeze
Yeah i got what they need
The corners restless, No defence
Cold suspects in this deep abyss
Days faithless, so audacious
Cans uplift for exit wound
Cooked spoons since Reagan For the bands
2 hands, 2 plans
The getaway or the last stand
Damn
That's the story of my life fam