Make Way

Intro:
New Wave

[Pre-Hook: ] X2
Make way for a real one
Make way for a real one
A lot of rappers in the game, lately, I can't, feel one

[Hook]
Took my kindness for weakness
I'm done wishing well for em
Lord knows that I'm heaven sent
But I'm raising hell for em
I even the odds, it's like, I tipped the scale on em
They each gave what they got, now imma raining shells on em

[Bridge 2 ]X2
Make way for a real one
Make way for a real one
A lot of rappers in the game, still, I can't, feel one



Verse:
All started with a little spark, now I'm truly shining
They told me I couldn't be a star, now my stars aligning
Work hard, did hard work, and they saw me grinding
Now my Audemars coming in, in perfect timing
I'm trying to make it connect
I had to make it correct
I rather you give me respect
Before you cut me a check
I Don't make excuses, just make an effort
These other artists just made me better
They lack of skill just boost my ego
Now I'm on a mission to go save the people
All of the people that doubted me
Only brought the real out of me
I'll be touching plaques like alchemy
I ain't rich yet, that's neva outta reach
Convos of the greatest, then you better throw my name in it
Imma be leaving with a bag and the real ones that I came with


[Pre-Hook: ] X2
Make way for a real one
Make way for a real one
A lot of rappers in the game, lately, I can't, feel one

[Hook]
Took my kindness for weakness
I'm done wishing well for em
Lord knows that I'm heaven sent
But I'm raising hell for em
I even the odds, it's like, I tipped the scale on em
They each gave what they got, now imma raining shells on em

[Bridge 2 ]X2
Make way for a real one
Make way for a real one
A lot of rappers in the game, still, I can't, feel one


[Verse 2]
This is how I'm feeling, when I'm at these heights
The feeling so real, when the timing gets right
Only rookie sounding like a vet, that'll let off shots but won't keep a tech
If a real one gotta kill one
Then I'm up next
Seriously I'm up next
Kill the competition when I cue a verses
Flavor dripping on me and the instrumental
Now the beat immersed
My worst better than they catalogs
If it ain't real then I'm not involved
When the shows on, I gotta show off
This new threads, this special cloth
I'm in a new bag that's Goyard
Only for niggas that go hard
And when I go on, I get so gone
Ring alarms like Farrakhan, when I drop bombs
It gets toxic
They faker then Papa Doc shit, trying to pop shit, pushing nonsense, I'm running laps in the cockpit, I'm on fly shit
Catch me anywhere where the realist be
When you truly feel realist, you real enough for the real to see
Lately I feel these rappers doubting
We just make moves, we don't talk about it
Never was I use to having this money
Now we have problems trying counting it

[Hook]
Took my kindness for weakness
I'm done wishing well for em
Lord knows that I'm heaven sent
But I'm raising hell for em
I even the odds, it's like, I tipped the scale on em
They each gave what they got, now imma raining shells on em

[Bridge 2 ]X2
Make way for a real one
Make way for a real one
A lot of rappers in the game, still, I can't, feel one