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make a way Video (MV)




Performed By: 1litkel_
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: One Kel




1litkel_ - make a way Lyrics




You tell me what I wanna hear
I want the real song
And she might cry
But she gone stay cause she know my head on

( Calling me through the night )
( Calling me through the night )

Imma do whatever right
I told you bae I can change yo life
It's 7am I told the bitch pick up
The phone she see my calling
Aye twin better clutch yo pistol
Nigga I love you wanna see you tomorrow
She on my side like a passenger
I get to looking at her face
Everytime she do some wrong
It be hard to be mad at her
She asking me why you don't
Love me like you love that gun

Cause you don't do half the work
Onna ford nigga set up shop
Niggas be rapping about that lifestyle
He aint even live that shit props
It's 5am I hop in the fin
They callin my phone the plays tryna cop

( throw em away )
( throw em a route )

She don't really like me she want my cock
She all in my ear
She all in my ear
Tryna talk to me you so different
How you f*cking with me and you
F*cking with him come tell me something ion get it
I remember that time that she tried to play
Like Ian forget bitch we was children
I start kicking it with my doctor nigga I was tryna get free prescription

( come on )
In one of them ones
( I'm one of them ones )
Yo nigga a bum
( yo nigga a bum )
And I took his gun
( i took his gun )
Don't ever call me yo son
( call me yo son )
I'm running it up
I made a bread loaf with a crumb
And my bitch be thinking I'm taking
Them Perc's but really I'm stuck on runtz
( really I'm stuck on runtz )
( really I'm stuck on runtz )
( he aint got nun gun )
( he aint got no ones )

( he cant pay his bond )
Bitch to fast a SRT gone take off the plate
And im getting away
Just me and my twin tryna f*ck some up
I'm swiping and shit I ran up a chase
Nigga would've thought that I played ball
Nigga would've thought I work for the bank
I'm talking to Ripey I'm hoping he hear me
Nigga that's on god I'll make a way
( that's on god I make a way )
( that's on god I make a way )
(That's on god nigga on god nigga
( on god imma make a way )
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You tell me what I wanna hear
I want the real song
And she might cry
But she gone stay cause she know my head on

( Calling me through the night )
( Calling me through the night )

Imma do whatever right
I told you bae I can change yo life
It's 7am I told the bitch pick up
The phone she see my calling
Aye twin better clutch yo pistol
Nigga I love you wanna see you tomorrow
She on my side like a passenger
I get to looking at her face
Everytime she do some wrong
It be hard to be mad at her
She asking me why you don't
Love me like you love that gun

Cause you don't do half the work
Onna ford nigga set up shop
Niggas be rapping about that lifestyle
He aint even live that shit props
It's 5am I hop in the fin
They callin my phone the plays tryna cop

( throw em away )
( throw em a route )

She don't really like me she want my cock
She all in my ear
She all in my ear
Tryna talk to me you so different
How you f*cking with me and you
F*cking with him come tell me something ion get it
I remember that time that she tried to play
Like Ian forget bitch we was children
I start kicking it with my doctor nigga I was tryna get free prescription

( come on )
In one of them ones
( I'm one of them ones )
Yo nigga a bum
( yo nigga a bum )
And I took his gun
( i took his gun )
Don't ever call me yo son
( call me yo son )
I'm running it up
I made a bread loaf with a crumb
And my bitch be thinking I'm taking
Them Perc's but really I'm stuck on runtz
( really I'm stuck on runtz )
( really I'm stuck on runtz )
( he aint got nun gun )
( he aint got no ones )

( he cant pay his bond )
Bitch to fast a SRT gone take off the plate
And im getting away
Just me and my twin tryna f*ck some up
I'm swiping and shit I ran up a chase
Nigga would've thought that I played ball
Nigga would've thought I work for the bank
I'm talking to Ripey I'm hoping he hear me
Nigga that's on god I'll make a way
( that's on god I make a way )
( that's on god I make a way )
(That's on god nigga on god nigga
( on god imma make a way )
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Writer: One Kel
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