We Gon Make It Lyrics
Verse 1 (Wasabi)
We gon make it
Dare me to dream?
Tryna get rich fast like a Ponzi scheme
Cause cash rules everything around me, cream
Money’s the target
Know what I mean?
Ur a self con artist
If u disagree
You’ve confident tricked yourself
Contradict yourself
Bamboozled reality, tripped yourself, ready? (0:35)
Get up cuz the evidence is clear unlike yeti
But we busy, no pity
Causing mayhem on the stage like The Joker in Gotham City
Microphone supervillain
We gone make it tho
Find me in the bakery cuz I’m making dough
It wasn’t always that way though
Used to step up to the mic and my mouth is dry
But a coward dies a thousand times
Swallow your fears and don’t choke on your rhymes
Look up, there’s blue skies
We’re starting a movement, Rosa Parks
Worldwide flooding, Noah’s ark
From the start my flow is sharp
That’s prowess art
When I rap I paint a picture with words
Thats that spitting image
Been that way from beginning to finish
Its a winning clinic, so diminish the cynics
We gon make it fools
Verse 2 (King Q)
We gon make it
The king in the house
You know that I’lll spit
When I open my mouth
Everyday working long hours in the lab
Many say I'm already winning
But this is still the first inning
It's just the beginning
From the tall towers in New York to LA
I rise above the competition
I'm just saying what they say
Even in Canada I get money
Ay
But making it ain't as easy as it seems
Started as two teens with a single dream
To one day make it to the top
And to never ever drop
But by the way that we spit
Looks like we gon make it
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Verse 3 (Wasabi):
Wasabi Jones on the loose equals potential problem for you
Plant a bean in the ground and help us find that golden goose
Don’t hijack the use
Of magic beans like drug abuse
No excuses for losing if you end up in the caboose
It’s okay to look at me like I found out the truth
Discovered the fountain of youth
But we ain’t in Bimini
We ain’t looking for sharks
We squash raps like zucchini
We just tryna go far
Started off with nothing tho now we hittin gold
Didn’t have a clue what to do
We did it cuz we was bored
Now we on the draft board
After months just tryna be heard
B**ch we gon make it
It’s time for changes
Tired of seeing the same ol’ faces
Turn the pages, its getting unstable
Me and Q in danger of turning tables
Flipping sh*t, shooting rubber bands, and throwing staplers
Making a fatal day from new york to L.A
The city of angels
Sh*t will be painful if u caught off guard
And knocked off hard
Stabbed in the back by trust
She still sent a christmas card
Disregarded and bombarded
Whats a bad report card ma if we still make it far
Aim for the stars
Cuz we already know we gon make it
