Make it or Take It

HOOK 1

I had to come up with my own sauce
I had to go and be my own boss
I didn’t learn what I was doing I took a loss
I robbed the plug now niggas is taking off
I know the shit that I did come with a cost
Niggas with me gone let that motherfucka off
I had to make it or take it I take it
And if I said it I meant it, I meant it all

VERSE 1

I had to come up with my own sauce
I had to go and be my own boss
I remember them days i ate like a dog
When my stomach and back Was against the wall
I had to make it or take it i take it all
Had to run down on them niggas like take it off
I tried to cook it myself and i took a loss
So now i’m calling my chef come cook it all
We got junkies running in and out the door
We got money from the ceiling to the floor
I got this shit from the mud it ain't a joke
It's like you got a broken heart when you broke
It ain't no hope. It ain't no smoke. You cutting throat
You selling soap before the dope
I'm posting up in front the sto' i'm tryna blow
I gave this street shit my all Them niggas i use to ball with
Can't even get a call from them
I don't regret it at all cause them my niggas my dogs
And I will do this shit all again
We was balling pulling up in them foreigns
But we ain't have no order. we on top then we fall again
But now I'm focus nigga I want it all again
I got this money I do not wanna starve again
And if you Hustle do that shit with yo heart
You build that shit from the start And you will never fall off again. YEA

HOOK 2

I had to come up with my own sauce
I had to go and be my own boss
I didn’t learn what I was doing I took a loss
I robbed the plug now niggas is taking off
I know the shit that I did come with a cost
Niggas with me gone let that motherfucka off
I had to make it or take it I take it
And if I said it I meant it, I meant it all

VERSE 2

Bout to take a trip to cali. That’s another 10 thousand
Nigga im wilding. Louis on me im style 6 figure my balance
You cannot match it shit i do so lavish. But i still do damage
I can even get ya boss hit by a young nigga with a cannon
Let it flash no camera i had to live off the land To get where i am
My niggas was pitching them grams I found me a way to fit in
And got me some ends we found us a town and went in
We got to the bag and we spin and did it again
Yea we was out fucking the bands up We was out running them bands up
Ain't have a plan but now my nigga in the can. I done made it out a jam
I done turned in to the man. I go and see him fuck mail
I eat the shit in the jail. I keep money on my cell
I know im real you can tell. You should be real as well
You don’t know how this feel. I did it with out a deal
Nigga im signed and sealed. I had to sign myself
No handouts ain't have no help. I did it by myself turned street money
Into clean money nigga that’s common sense GU

HOOK3

I had to come up with my own sauce
I had to go and be my own boss
I didn’t learn what I was doing I took a loss
I robbed the plug now niggas is taking off
I know the shit that I did come with a cost
Niggas with me gone let that motherfucka off
I had to make it or take it I take it
And if I said it I meant it, I meant it all

I had to come up with my own sauce
I had to go and be my own boss
I didn’t learn what I was doing I took a loss
I robbed the plug now niggas is taking off
I know the shit that I did come with a cost
Niggas with me gone let that motherfucka off
I had to make it or take it I take it
And if I said it I meant it, I meant it all