hakyhm - Make it Lyrics

I told my granny that I'm gonna make it so she gotta chill
I know you worried bout a job, but at least I'm not up on some pills
At least I'm doing what I love, and making music bout my feels
I tell myself I'm not enough, cause I ain't never touched a mill

Dropped out of school now I'm focused on rapping
Two years I've been grinding music and ain't nothing big happen
And that's where all of my doubt come from
And mom I hope you proud of your son

Coming home and it's dirty dishes, waking up then we evicted
Now I'm feeling like I'm a victim, see your mom's cry that's a different feeling
I know I didn't start these problem, still feel like I gotta solve em
Still feel like I gotta this trauma, waking up police got my mama

Kids love me up in the commons they want me to come and visit
Sorry I ain't seen y'all in a minute, but I will when I ain't busy
They think cause my skin color, I ain't never been through that struggle
Me and Alex was scrapping cans, mowing grass, that's how we hustle

I made a way for myself
I love that girl so bad when she done left start hating myself
I overthink so bad I feel like I put pain in myself
I write my feelings in my notes like I'm erasing myself

Tryna find my peace in a place I was killed by
Only been on my grind, don't got no chill time
Couple shots to his back, now he left with a chill spine
Couple heartbreaks, my heart killed by

Know I'm hurt, but I tell 'em I'm still fine
What I been through is what I was built by
Once you give em your trust, they will lie
Lost some people, I couldn't say bye-bye

If Nobody cares than I do
Top of my city, I'm not two
If I got you, then I got you
Problems I ran from when I was still younger

Now that I'm older, it's hitting me deep
And I feel like I'm number
Probably cause had a couple heartbreaks
Couple heartaches

Couple bad days
F*cked up parties
Seem they only care once you really dead and gone
I hope by the time I'm gone, I put my heart in every song

And every time I wrote, was straight up from my heart
I miss that girl so bad, I hate the fact we tore apart
I think I lost my heart, for thinking that she cared
Knowing the whole time, you was never even there

I told my granny that I'm gonna make it so she gotta chill
I know you worried about a job
But at least I'm not up on some pills
At least I'm doing what I love

And making music bout my feels
I tell myself I'm not enough
Cause I ain't never touched a mill
Dropped out of school, now I'm focused on rapping

Two years, I've been grinding music and ain't nothing big happened
And that's where all of my doubt come from
And mom hope you proud of your son