CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : I Can Make It
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, okay, okay, now look, look
I can make your wrongs feel right (Yeah)
I can make the lonely dark times feel bright (Yeah)
I can make the, I can make your soul feel great (Okay)
I can make, look, I can make it, I can make it (Look), I can make, well, look, look (Look)
I can make your lows feel good (Yeah)
I can make a n***a with no wrongs feel hood (Uh-huh)
I can make, look, I can make this pu**y feel, uh (Yeah)
I can make it, I can make it, look (What), I can make it (What), I can, look, look (Look, look)
I done made my struggles feel rich (Yeah)
I done made my homies with no money turn Mitch (Yeah)
I donе took my hand with no cards, go fish (Yeah)
Pulled a couple, shufflеd up, then doubled up (Yeah)
See, your hustle been all outta pocket, we been trending, no topic
A pro that's fit for anything, put that together, I prop it
I profit dealing with some kings, so now they calling me prophet
Been on auto with this power, took that power and rocket
My dreams been headed out the solar system, it's goals in it
Now my crib look like jerseys, n***a, it's hoes in it
We been headed down them roads with it, and so winnin'
Why your dreams ain't got no scores in it? You goaltendin'
I can see it in your spirit (Yeah), see it in your spirit
Told too many pair of lies then wonder why they don't feel it
See, these lyrics filled with real, your sh*t filled with gimmicks
You don't live that sh*t you speaking n***a (Nah, nah, nah)
Look, you look in in my sweat, you got blood, bubbling, I got suds
See, I done came up out mud cleaner than a whistle
Reason drippin', little drizzle, no talk, man, just Walkmans
Look this sh*t so extinct, my new girl so petite
My ex was thicker than that pressure she was putting on me
Very few n***as that showing skill, they been looking for me, right?
Well look no further, we done birthed it
Built this sh*t from ashes, that's ironic 'cause we earned it, n***a, church
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, okay, okay, now look, look
I can make your wrongs feel right (Yeah)
I can make the lonely dark times feel bright (Yeah)
I can make the, I can make your soul feel great (Okay)
I can make, look, I can make it, I can make it (Look), I can make, well, look, look (Look)
I can make your lows feel good (Yeah)
I can make a n***a with no wrongs feel hood (Uh-huh)
I can make, look, I can make this pu**y feel, uh (Yeah)
I can make it, I can make it, look (What), I can make it (What), I can, look, look (Look, look)
I done made my struggles feel rich (Yeah)
I done made my homies with no money turn Mitch (Yeah)
I donе took my hand with no cards, go fish (Yeah)
Pulled a couple, shufflеd up, then doubled up (Yeah)
See, your hustle been all outta pocket, we been trending, no topic
A pro that's fit for anything, put that together, I prop it
I profit dealing with some kings, so now they calling me prophet
Been on auto with this power, took that power and rocket
My dreams been headed out the solar system, it's goals in it
Now my crib look like jerseys, n***a, it's hoes in it
We been headed down them roads with it, and so winnin'
Why your dreams ain't got no scores in it? You goaltendin'
I can see it in your spirit (Yeah), see it in your spirit
Told too many pair of lies then wonder why they don't feel it
See, these lyrics filled with real, your sh*t filled with gimmicks
You don't live that sh*t you speaking n***a (Nah, nah, nah)
Look, you look in in my sweat, you got blood, bubbling, I got suds
See, I done came up out mud cleaner than a whistle
Reason drippin', little drizzle, no talk, man, just Walkmans
Look this sh*t so extinct, my new girl so petite
My ex was thicker than that pressure she was putting on me
Very few n***as that showing skill, they been looking for me, right?
Well look no further, we done birthed it
Built this sh*t from ashes, that's ironic 'cause we earned it, n***a, church
